Touched and warmed by the courtly gesture, Brigid steps forward and takes his arm, wrapping her own around it. "Sounds a plan t'me. If ye don't have objections, I was thinkin of Francesco's? I've been cravin Italian almost as much as a good bit of pub grub."
When they reached the boardwalk, Brigid placed her sandals on the concrete and murmured to the sand covering her bare feet in Gaelic. The grains fell easily from her feet and she slipped on the bits of leather onto her feet.
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Date: 2014-09-07 04:28 am (UTC)When they reached the boardwalk, Brigid placed her sandals on the concrete and murmured to the sand covering her bare feet in Gaelic. The grains fell easily from her feet and she slipped on the bits of leather onto her feet.