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Originally Posted by Maxilocks  See? Ladies do have an affinity for compliments. Most men, or at least most of the men he had met, didn't seem to care about them as much, for some reason. Probably the same reason they don't require several hours to dress to their satisfaction. "Point taken," Jared grinned.
He rather thought Renée's feigned innocence might have come off better, if her eyes had not been holding that mischievous sparkle. As it was, she looked anything but innocent at that moment. "That seems to imply," he said lazily. "That it can be an asset." He could feign all the shock he might but, in the end, he couldn't exactly disagree. Being thick-skinned has its advantages - some even a harmless kind of fun, some running much deeper - and she said as much, half a moment later. Though he couldn't help feeling like there was more to her comment than could be seen on the surface, and he gave her just the faintest look of interest, as if saying so.
And the maybe? "Always a good answer," he said, the teasing tones somewhat returning.
He inclined his head, accepting the fact, her phoenix being a source of inspiration, as a matter of course. "To Anastasia," he said lightly. The menu cards had appeared by the time he set down the goblet. Jared picked one up. "Shall we order?" The conversation, despite the thoughtful pauses that punctuated it every now and then, seemed like it could go on for several days. And not in a bad way.
It seemed she'd said something that made Jared think, again, and Renée took that as another point for herself. They weren't really competing, but it was another form of amusement. That kept her from failing in her personal goal of not using her ability unless she absolutely needed to. As far as she knew, from experience, girls, women, any female appreciated acknoweldgment of the time she'd taken to pick out an outfit. Either way, she grinned back as he spoke. That was welcome acknowledgment as well.
And it seemed her feigned innocence had worked just about as well as it usually did, although she planned on blaming it on himself. This time, at least. It was just too hard to not get into that mode of impishness around him. She inclined her head slightly at his lazy comment, though. "In fact, the implication has its point. being thick-skinned is occasionally an asset, but a person needs to know when they can let those walls down as well," she replied, almost feeling like she'd ventured into yet another topic altogether. That was a strange feeling, and the look on his face seemed to relay that he'd had a similar feeling about it all. It seemed that was going to be another idea that would remain unsaid for now, though, as she was relieved when he went back to the teasing.
"That's why it always shows up eventually," she teased back with another smile, before raising her glass again. "To Anastasia," she echoed, before taking a sip from her drink. Eyes flickering downward, she smiled around the edge of the glass as she saw the Leaky had been efficient yet again. Either that or they really wanted the two of them to leave, but she had a feeling that wasn't the intent. Efficency had its place, that was for sure. "We may as well," she said, looking back up at him as he spoke. They could always continue their conversation while they ate.
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