"Beg your pardon, then," Zidane piped with a sweeping bow. When he straightened, he motioned for her to follow and then was bounding down the stairs, turning every couple steps to make sure he hadn't somehow lost Fran.
"You remind me a little of one of my friends, actually," he mused to fill the silence as they headed down from the tower. "She's a tough as hell lady too, and she'd've walloped me by now if I was trying to treat her the same as you. The bar it is, then!" Briefly, Zidane's thoughts went to Freya and remembered their reunion all those years ago in Bobo's pub. The only real difference was Freya being a lot less... voluptuous than Fran. But really, it was what was inside that counted, right? And Fran definitely seemed at least as together and self reliant as Freya. Zidane schooled his mind into switching gears, from trying to impress a pretty lady to trying to help out a friend, because it was clear which of the two was more important right now.
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Date: 2009-02-23 09:09 am (UTC)"You remind me a little of one of my friends, actually," he mused to fill the silence as they headed down from the tower. "She's a tough as hell lady too, and she'd've walloped me by now if I was trying to treat her the same as you. The bar it is, then!" Briefly, Zidane's thoughts went to Freya and remembered their reunion all those years ago in Bobo's pub. The only real difference was Freya being a lot less... voluptuous than Fran. But really, it was what was inside that counted, right? And Fran definitely seemed at least as together and self reliant as Freya. Zidane schooled his mind into switching gears, from trying to impress a pretty lady to trying to help out a friend, because it was clear which of the two was more important right now.