"'S'not my fault if you're chattin' up men while I'm workin' my magical guitar magic. If you were paying attention, you would've been bowled over by my talent." He stuck his tongue out again. "And you better be polite to me, miss, or I'll play 'A Horse With No Name'. Or. Or. Or the Spice Girls," he added, lowering his voice in only partially mocking horror.
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Date: 2007-01-28 06:01 pm (UTC)