Sophia looked briefly from the Saucepan Man to Fin, who was eyeing his cup of tea with some suspicion, and then around at Eruanna and Talon and the few other young ladies in the vicinity. Was it safe to leave him alone for that long? Or would she find herself without a ride home as he dragged some lady fair off? She scrunched her brow up in deep thought. Finally she looked at Saucepan and grinned.
"Certainly!" she responded, still pondering how a dance could be managed, given the large number of pots adorning the Saucepan Man's clothing. She gave him a quizzical look, then entrusting her date to Eruanna's watchful eye, they made their way out to the floor. She'd just make him lead...
[ May 01, 2003: Message edited by: Sophia the Thunder Mistress ]
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!
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