[ as predicted, veronica's eyes cannot leave cooper howard. she's already sitting as to accentuate her calves, the way the red floral of the skirt rides just so below her knees. a flirt with her skin, she's desirable, and he knows well enough that she is.
she's beautiful, no doubt, and therein lies the honey. cooper has his gaze fixed upon her as well, cocktails already in hand as they begin to chat. this will all come to fruition, just as robert knows it will. they'll fall heavily in love, and robert will be the one to tie the ribbon around both of them for one another.
why play matchmaker? there is no simpler answer: to have them both.
he watches, cigarette in his mouth, smoke working its way upward out of his nostrils. his lips twitch, and he taps ashes. it's a lovely sight, but it's gone. she hasn't looked at robert once, and she's denied him his sunset. she simply is transfixed, and cooper is, too, from what robert observes. ]
I've heard you had the gift of gab, Mister Howard, but Miss Valentine, here, well. Let's say I've seen your films enough to quote them. Tell me -
[ he leans forward, ashing his cigarette again, dark eyes lit up by the same very mischief he's instigating this evening. ]
@ VERONICAVALENTINE.
[ as predicted, veronica's eyes cannot leave cooper howard. she's already sitting as to accentuate her calves, the way the red floral of the skirt rides just so below her knees. a flirt with her skin, she's desirable, and he knows well enough that she is.
she's beautiful, no doubt, and therein lies the honey. cooper has his gaze fixed upon her as well, cocktails already in hand as they begin to chat. this will all come to fruition, just as robert knows it will. they'll fall heavily in love, and robert will be the one to tie the ribbon around both of them for one another.
why play matchmaker? there is no simpler answer: to have them both.
he watches, cigarette in his mouth, smoke working its way upward out of his nostrils. his lips twitch, and he taps ashes. it's a lovely sight, but it's gone. she hasn't looked at robert once, and she's denied him his sunset. she simply is transfixed, and cooper is, too, from what robert observes. ]
I've heard you had the gift of gab, Mister Howard, but Miss Valentine, here, well. Let's say I've seen your films enough to quote them. Tell me -
[ he leans forward, ashing his cigarette again, dark eyes lit up by the same very mischief he's instigating this evening. ]
- do you ever watch yourself?