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A smile greeted her reassurances, revealing sharp white teeth. It wasn't the most charming smile, but Amy didn't care about that when the mood struck her. All she cared about then was the condition of the male and his ability to give her pleasure. She wasn't quite in the mood yet though, still dancing through the first steps. Finding someone when she'd been wandering the city alone was nice, a good treasure for her to hold.
His accent was beautiful, attracting the part of her that cared about such things like that. Amy was a rather soulless person, neither art or music touching her. Once upon a time she had cared for such things though, and moments like this pulled it to the surface for a moment. Chuckling lightly she stepped forward, reaching a hand out to stroke his arm. That's correct. Good afternoon. Care to teach me some of your language? She wasn't thinking about spanish. Picking up some new words would be nice, but that was rather...beside the point.
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