"Looks can be deceivin'," he says clapping a heavy hand down on Clarence's shoulder. "Besides, looks like he's done here. Ain't you Clarence?"
Then he leans in closer and whispers low into the man's ear. Something that makes the color in Clarence's face drain. Something that the man would surely NOT like his wife to find out.
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Date: 2009-11-11 04:55 pm (UTC)Then he leans in closer and whispers low into the man's ear. Something that makes the color in Clarence's face drain. Something that the man would surely NOT like his wife to find out.
"Capiche?"