[He was a pretty observant man, France. So, from the conversation over the bracelet, he had a fairly good idea of what to expect when he saw Aladdin. The itty was just as Francis had thought in person. Adorable. And conspiring friendship on his taller less-itty companion across the room from him. For a moment he watched to read body language... and hell, to think of a proper smooth greeting. Smile #482 would do, right?
Avoiding the chance to look like a stalker, he advanced to where the two stood with said smile in place. Temptation to pat Aladdin's head = HIGH]
Messieurs Aladdin and Sinbad I take it? It's a unique, ah. Pleasure, hm?
[What were we talking about with cakes? Fran likes cakes...]
/sobbing at late
smoothgreeting. Smile #482 would do, right?Avoiding the chance to look like a stalker, he advanced to where the two stood with said smile in place.
Temptation to pat Aladdin's head = HIGH]Messieurs Aladdin and Sinbad I take it? It's a unique, ah. Pleasure, hm?
[What were we talking about with cakes? Fran likes cakes...]