"Oh, dearie me, don't blame me for what New Orleans did to you," he teased. "No, you're simply lovely. Curvaceous, just how I like." he took a big bite of chocolate and grinned.
It's not often that she's in a good mood, evident by the lack of her usual "don't mess with me" sneer. Wednesday may be surprised by her "light" sounding "Mr. Wednesday" greeting.
"Sadly no, although I do quite enjoy it when I'm mortal. In this form, there is only one thing I crave," he cocks his head and smiles prettily. "And how have you been monsieur, since we last spoke?"
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But Sweeney couldn't even put a lot of anger into his growl, seeing as he was three sheets to the wind and wrapped up in his own worries.
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"Chocolate, food of the gods. Want some?"
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