Typo Mistress
"A garden party," he muttered to himself and shrugged his shoulders. Cordova strolled quietly through the party smiling at familiar faces and nodding at others who for the first time were making eye contact with his. He settled himself in seat close enough to the food and also where he could get a good sight of what was going on around him. "Professor Lawson," he muttered to himself chuckling at the site of seeing his Professor all dressed up and looking.... rather nice. Not that Professor didn't happen to dress nice, but you could tell there was some effort.
"Oh," he said slightly frowning and pressing his lips together. That bow tie is ... A LOT, he thought to himself, his eyes wide on Professor Kapoor. Before being caught staring, he looked once again at the food table waiting for someone to eat something before he did. |