[Barely a second passes before his lips start to curve into a grin. Oh, this woman is good, isn't she? An absolute delight. It is rather obvious why people, good or bad, gravitate toward her. Moving his face a bit closer, still leaning forward, Jim turns his head first one way and then the other much like one would expect from a serpent. With a lowered voice, he speaks...]
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I just want to hear you say it.