Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131103145155/@comment-25151516-20131209115959

Revan and James said nothing. Looking from her to each other and to the spare bedroom that housed MacLeod's hammock. They both thought the same thing, but Holmes knew MacLeod fancied her more.

"You could stay here," Revan said before he took the first bite of omelette. "We can handle a third person in this flat."

"But you'll need a job," James added. "Revan works downstairs and I'm an investigator. One of my colleagues has been looking for an new assistant. The other one quit on account of losing too many afternoon meals. She works in post mortem. But watch her, she's a devil."

"Is she tha one wit' curly hair or..?"

"No she's the one that quit. The plain one."

"Was she tha one tha' fancied you?"

"Curly Hair, again. Stop changing the subject."

"Okay, sorry. So, Miss Hart, does tha' strike yer fancy?"

He took a bite of egg as he listened for her answer.