[It's evil and cruel and oh well, he'll actually live for the eight minutes it takes Angela to stroll causally into the ladies' room and back again. Her nose doesn't actually seem like it was powdered, her hair hasn't been fixed in any way, but her right hand forms a loose fist on the path back. It's something nobody would notice except for her. And him when she settles back into her seat and creeps along his lap along to pick up right where she left off, only now the stroke is a lot smoother. Silkier. With a hint of gardenia.
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[It's evil and cruel and oh well, he'll actually live for the eight minutes it takes Angela to stroll causally into the ladies' room and back again. Her nose doesn't actually seem like it was powdered, her hair hasn't been fixed in any way, but her right hand forms a loose fist on the path back. It's something nobody would notice except for her. And him when she settles back into her seat and creeps along his lap along to pick up right where she left off, only now the stroke is a lot smoother. Silkier. With a hint of gardenia.
Lotion.]
They're still talking.