Raylan's eyebrows lifted, chin leading a faint tilt forward of interest with a 'Hmm' to go with it as he nodded a little, watching her out of half moon, utterly amused eyes.
"No help for anyone's waist lines though, is it." Not that anything seemed to be hurting hers. "All Harlan's got is the diner, but their pie is mighty fine."
"From Purgatory right into hell," he drawled, index finger and thumb coming together. Raylan was a gestury one, to say the least. "'Fraid we're fresh outta demons and we're runnin' low on salt, but I promise Mathis'll have somethin' for you to chew over. You got a name?"
Realizing it was rude to ask without offering his own, he propped a hand on his chest. "Raylan Givens, pleasure to meet you."
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Raylan's eyebrows lifted, chin leading a faint tilt forward of interest with a 'Hmm' to go with it as he nodded a little, watching her out of half moon, utterly amused eyes.
"No help for anyone's waist lines though, is it." Not that anything seemed to be hurting hers. "All Harlan's got is the diner, but their pie is mighty fine."
"From Purgatory right into hell," he drawled, index finger and thumb coming together. Raylan was a gestury one, to say the least. "'Fraid we're fresh outta demons and we're runnin' low on salt, but I promise Mathis'll have somethin' for you to chew over. You got a name?"
Realizing it was rude to ask without offering his own, he propped a hand on his chest. "Raylan Givens, pleasure to meet you."