He glances over, making eye contact with a blonde who is clearly checking him out. She is pretty and definitely his usual type. Smiling, he winks at her and turns back to Jerry. “Yeah,” he shrugs. “Not in the mood.” He smiles to himself, a wee elf with purple hair on his mind.

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“I’ll take that as a compliment,” he grins. “And no problem either way. Although I am enjoying watching those women over there ogling you.” Eirwyn laughs and lifts his tankard to a table of women who were staring at Jerry and giggling among themselves.

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*blushes and lets himself be pulled closer, wrapping his own arms around Jerry's neck and playing with the hair at the base* You're a smart man, I'm sure you can figure something out. *grins*

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“Me? Jealous? With this hair?” Eirwyn flips his hair over his shoulder with a laugh. He takes a gulp of ale, fully embracing his partially drunken state. “You planning to spend the rest of the night shirtless?” He asks, grinning.

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Speechless? I didn't think I'd ever see the day... 😏😈

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