| |
|
"'Collection', huh? Just how many of these things do you have?" Lia laughed. "And there's no way the bull was that mean, considering the behavior of the one from the second round." Suddenly a nurse knocked on the door before entering without waiting for the go-ahead. "Visiting hours are almost over if you're not a partner or family member," she said. |
|
|
| |
|
"Well considering how long i've been doing this, I probably have at least a hundred, both champion and reserve champion buckles." He noted, looking at her for a moment. "It was Maneater both times, right? Was it?" Marco murmured, curious as he looked over at the nurse. "She is, so she's fine, 'kay?" He asked, not asking but more so implying, the nurse walking out without another word. |
|  |
|
| |
|
"It might have been the same bull. I don't really know. I thought they looked a bit different, but I didn't have a good view from the stage the second round," Lia said. "I also did not peg you as someone who would lie to a nurse." She chuckled. |
|
|
| |
|
"Listen miss, I ain't bored of your company, if I was, I would've made it clear a while ago. So please, if one little lie allows you to stay a while longer, so be it." He mused, rubbing his eyes with his hand. |
| |
|
| |
|
Lia laughed. "Well all right then, Mr Romano. I'm glad I don't bore you to death." She looked around the room once more. "Tomorrow, I'm definetly brigning some flowers to brighten this place up. Any preferences?" |
|
|
| |
|
"Sunflowers, they remind me of home." He mused, offering a small grin. |
| |
|
| |
|
Lia smiled. "Sunflowers, huh? I like that. Those where my favorites for a long time too. Second favorite now. So then! Tomorrow I'll bring in..." Lia trailed off as she did some quick math in her head. "Mmmm....four boquets of sunflowers. That's cheap enough that I can afford it no problem, and it should be enough to help this room feel more lively." |
|
|
| |
|
"Ma'am I assure you you don't have to bring that many," He countered, shaking his head slightly, wincing. |
| |
|
| |
|
"One, you know my name now, so you ought to use it. Two, please be careful! Don't over exert yourself. And three, that many bouquets is 100% nessacary." Lia nodded as she said that last sentence, and smiled. "And because they are completely nessacary, nothing you can say can stop me from bringing them." |
|
|
| |
|
"I just like to be nice, was raised that way." He noted, chuckling softly. |
| |
|
Heavy Downpours, Flood Warning
