Mhmm.
[Sharp eyes take in Dahlia’s full length body, not maliciously, nor leering predetorily at her- more identifying a criminal in a line up than measuring a piece of meat for the slaughter- appreciating just how easy it is to be fooled by her innocent mask. Of course, he’d heard countless tails of the devil wearing an angel’s clothes, but never really thought her victims to be that intelligent, and therefore fooled quickly by something not as special as it sounded. However, when one is on the direct receiving end of her trickery, one can truly see that Dahlia Hawthorne is expertly skilled in her trade- at least, this side of it- and to say it didn’t appeal to him would be an quite the lie.]
You flatter me, Dollie, you really do.
In turn, Dahlia studies the mountain of a man before her, noting every detail with precision. Even as old as he was, Dahlia can tell that he’s sharp-witted and detail-oriented; the department hadn’t called him “Crime Computer Gant” for nothing. Gant is a jovial, likable man who, like herself, does not exude an air of villainy. Rather, he gave off a sense of power, which streams from even his fingertips, encased in intimidating black leather. His eyes are focused and intelligent, and she knows that he’s seen through her act already.
Of course, she’s thrilled by this.
Teehee!~ I do mean it, Mr. Gant. I’m so very honoured to be your friend.

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Inspiration. Dahlia smiles at the word, though she looks somewhat forlorn. As if she no longer got any joy from causing...
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(Does nothing phase this girl?...must admit, I’m rather impressed.
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