WHO:
comesback and
not_polishWHERE: Sally's apartment to start, then a swing dance club in what passes for Manhattan.
WHEN: Saturday night!
WARNINGS: Jack is his own warning.
SUMMARY: Jack promised Sally swing-dancing. It's going to happen.
FORMAT: Words, words, words, they're all we have go on.
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You can hear dear Mother Nature murmuring low, let yourself go! )
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She had just slipped into her rather vintage-looking dress when she hears a knock on the door, and there's a slight curse, wondering if she didn't rush too much and looked the part. Her make-up was done, her hair neatly curled, but she still felt like she was only half ready.
Nevertheless, she preps herself with a dazzling smile, as though she hadn't been rushing through dress up minutes before, and she opens the door. "It's been so long since I've had a caller."
She's looking at him up and down, and she is certainly impressed by his attire and well, overall appearance. What a handsome man.
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"Are you ready, or do you still need a few minutes yet?"
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There's a slight smoothing of the dress, and while half of her does feel self-conscious simply due to the fact that she had rushed to get changed, the other half was feigned. All for show.
"Do I look ready? An' be honest, honey. None of that 'you look good' shit unless you really mean it."
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"You look beautiful, Miss Jupiter," he replies, and it is entirely honest. "And I do really mean it."
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