DING, DING!
‘This is me then.’
‘Yep, this must be me too.’
‘My name is Rob.’
‘Susan. Call me Sue.’
‘You have great…’
‘Eyes? Mmm, so I’m told.’
‘I was gonna to say tits!’
‘Ha! You’re a bit bold.’
‘Nah, I’m kidding.’
‘Really? That’s a shame.’
‘Sorry, I’m no good at this.’
‘ It’s just like playing a game.’
‘But games, I never win.’
‘Aw, that can’t be true.’
‘Well, possibly once.’
‘Then I’ll play with you!’
‘Because you think you’ll win?’
‘I’d rather like to lose.’
‘Are you flirting with me Sue?’
‘Flirting. Playing. You choose?’
‘We’ll be moving on in a bit.’
‘I’ve already decided, ta.’
‘I’ll get my coat, shall I?’
‘And I’ll get ‘em in at the bar!’
DING, DING!
©Lisa Lee 2011 Sleeping in Elvegren Tales
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