Post by Aerin Vaettir on Dec 6, 2013 16:15:04 GMT -5
“Well, I can’t say that I’ve cooked for nobles before. Some important people of our village, sure, but never a true blooded noble.” Elle replied, setting the dishes she carried into a basin. She turned, taking the plates Delliks carried, her fingers brushing against his as she took the dishes. “I don’t know if my cooking would stand up to an elf noble’s tastes, but I hear you humans have lower standards to fine cuisine. I bet I could knock a few fellows socks off if I so chose.” She said, smiling, then turning to place the plates into the basin. She took the bread and cheese and stored them back into the pantry. She turned and glanced at the well pump that was housed in Aerin’s kitchen. It was quite a convenient contraption, that and the fact that Aerin’s shop/house sat on top of a natural well. It was one of the main reasons he chose the location.
“Could you pump this for me?” She asked, pushing a big bucket under the pump spout, smiling sweetly up at Delliks. “It’s new and still rather stiff. I’m just a bit too weak to get it going myself.” She said, straightening. She stepped back to allow Delliks room, batting her big blue eyes at him. Was the pump stiff? A bit. Could she pump it? Of course, but what was a little white lie to give a man the opportunity to show off his strong arms? Plus it was a good gauge for Elle. She liked to give men opportunities to show off, see if they did in fact show off whatever it was they were to present to her, arms, chest, skill, intellect, then she’d tell if he was interested further in her. Plus she was sure the shower of compliments that followed helped boost a man’s ego.
“Could you pump this for me?” She asked, pushing a big bucket under the pump spout, smiling sweetly up at Delliks. “It’s new and still rather stiff. I’m just a bit too weak to get it going myself.” She said, straightening. She stepped back to allow Delliks room, batting her big blue eyes at him. Was the pump stiff? A bit. Could she pump it? Of course, but what was a little white lie to give a man the opportunity to show off his strong arms? Plus it was a good gauge for Elle. She liked to give men opportunities to show off, see if they did in fact show off whatever it was they were to present to her, arms, chest, skill, intellect, then she’d tell if he was interested further in her. Plus she was sure the shower of compliments that followed helped boost a man’s ego.