Jolie preens at the affirmation of her eloquence, tilting her chin upward and folding her arms over her chest with a smug air. She rolls her eyes at the way he martyrs himself, but all in all she thinks she may have saved him from dropping the ball there.
Until he says that.
She gasps, not because of the indecency but because of the unbridled stupidity on Bro's behalf. "Oh my god, how do you make it through a fucking day without getting the sideburns slapped off you?" She turns in her chair to give him a bemused look, trying not to cackle uproariously for Anna's sake.
"I guess so." She says finally, with a small shrug of her shoulders. "I'm sure it's nothing the both of you couldn't deal with, no need to fight over little old me." She fluffs the bottom of her wig primly, lips curling in a sly smile. "But if Mountain Man comes back, I call dibs. I like blonds. How's your sister, by the way?" She's tempted to ask if Bro's brother is still underage, but it feels in poor taste. You know, as opposed to everything else.
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Until he says that.
She gasps, not because of the indecency but because of the unbridled stupidity on Bro's behalf. "Oh my god, how do you make it through a fucking day without getting the sideburns slapped off you?" She turns in her chair to give him a bemused look, trying not to cackle uproariously for Anna's sake.
"I guess so." She says finally, with a small shrug of her shoulders. "I'm sure it's nothing the both of you couldn't deal with, no need to fight over little old me." She fluffs the bottom of her wig primly, lips curling in a sly smile. "But if Mountain Man comes back, I call dibs. I like blonds. How's your sister, by the way?" She's tempted to ask if Bro's brother is still underage, but it feels in poor taste. You know, as opposed to everything else.