Oh-- [ She catches on as soon as he looks to her, and she rests a reassuring hand on his arm, ] --it's okay! I can get mine.
[ .....not that she has a whole lot. An appropriately cheesy-looking CHAM! netsuke which has been rattling around in this jacket for months longer than it should have been, a pink resin crystalline heart which lights up when the key ring is clicked down, and a business card from some foreign film producer who she only slightly remembered mingling with.
She can't imagine it would be easy to spin the keychain into something suitably impressive here, labyrinth of slanting neon hemmed in by towers of glowing advertisements, so she pulls out the business card.
Which. Would still require her to be at the top of her game to sell.
Here goes nothing. ]
Look, [ She bows inward with the children as she presents the card, her tone low and conspiratorial, ] this card has our mission printed on it. Our instructions are written in another language to help keep them secret.
[ A highly secret code known as...............english.
Really?, says one high voice, fluting above the rest of the curious hum. A couple of impatient kids are already tugging skeptically at the card in her hands, bringing it close to their faces to inspect the sharp Times New Roman font face, trying to discern meaning from the words. ]
no subject
[ .....not that she has a whole lot. An appropriately cheesy-looking CHAM! netsuke which has been rattling around in this jacket for months longer than it should have been, a pink resin crystalline heart which lights up when the key ring is clicked down, and a business card from some foreign film producer who she only slightly remembered mingling with.
She can't imagine it would be easy to spin the keychain into something suitably impressive here, labyrinth of slanting neon hemmed in by towers of glowing advertisements, so she pulls out the business card.
Which. Would still require her to be at the top of her game to sell.
Here goes nothing. ]
Look, [ She bows inward with the children as she presents the card, her tone low and conspiratorial, ] this card has our mission printed on it. Our instructions are written in another language to help keep them secret.
[ A highly secret code known as...............english.
Really?, says one high voice, fluting above the rest of the curious hum. A couple of impatient kids are already tugging skeptically at the card in her hands, bringing it close to their faces to inspect the sharp Times New Roman font face, trying to discern meaning from the words. ]