Only if you write me as a dashing rogue with a heart of gold, winning the affections of men and women everywhere with a charming smile, ho frequently saves the day with a pithy quip and a wink of his eye.
[ She reaches back to run her fingers along the braid. It's kind of an odd feeling, since she's never had her hair braided before. She turns around to face him ]
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Words hurt, Maya.
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I'm preeetty sure I nailed the description of myself just now.
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Really? I thought I was spot on, but agree to disagree.
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Well, how do I look?
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I'm not sure we've got enough mirrors on board, or else I'd show you how your hair looks.
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[ she runs her fingers over it again ] Thank you. It was sweet of you to do this.
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Any time. I don't mind doing it again, if you want. I still should show you how to do it yourself.
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But you're right. It's my hair. I should probably learn.
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Or, we could talk about me. There's an option.
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[ At which point he flops back onto the bed. ]
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