#93784 - He’d be sitting down, anyway. May I please leave now?” She fumbled for her purse and began rummaging for her keys, not realizing they were already in the ignition. Above that an emerald-green blouse with at least one too many buttons undone, displaying more cleavage than Bird had ever seen at such close range, and finally, a face that under normal circumstances he would have found quite attractive – sweet and intelligent-looking, framed with stylishly-arranged blonde hair.
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