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He couldn't help but laugh when she mentioned a chair that spins and how the doctors sit on it a lot. He nodded. "I've seen the ones you're talking about in movies. Can't say I've ever actually been to a doctor myself to verify." The way she moved her finger in a spinning motion was just adorable. She seemed surprised that he would disagree about asking to get robbed. He wasn't trying to be argumentative. Maybe it had just been too long since he'd had a decent conversation. His brow lifted when the girl then decided to tease him about fancying his waitress. His cheeks found some color then. He'd always been more bashful than his brother. He scoffed and shook his head. "Not unless you're saying slate gray curls and grandchildren are my thing. She was easily in her sixties." Next, they were talking about bleach. Something she had apparently never heard of. But then she suddenly exclaimed in french and he nodded. "Yeah, what the Americans call it anyway." When he mumbled about her integrity, Audette looked puzzled but didn't say anything so he kept the rest to himself. He then got ready to say his good bye's, glad he had met someone so kind. He followed her to the door, easily brushing past her into the hallway as he dipped his head again. "Good day, Mademoiselle Audette." He replied with a small quirk of his lips before he turned to walk down the hallway. |