She probably had a warped view on men or something - at least height wise - because he could easily reach up and pluck the mistletoe from the door, if needed. But she didn't ask, and he felt like it'd be better to ask before doing anything with her. Just a hunch.
"Zack," he replied, tilting his head a little. Pouring on the charm came easy to him, now. "Pleasure's all mine."
"Uh, yeah." Zack stood back a little and retrieved the Buster Sword from his back. Nobody could deny that it was a big sword, considering it was nearly as tall as he was.
"Can't promise this'll work," he said. "I swear this stuff is magical or something. It might just grow back."
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"Zack," he replied, tilting his head a little. Pouring on the charm came easy to him, now. "Pleasure's all mine."
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"So. You said you could take care of my... problem," she continued. "Something about a big sword?"
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"Can't promise this'll work," he said. "I swear this stuff is magical or something. It might just grow back."
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She smirked. "Be my guest if you think you can do better." She stepped forward.
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