Goodnight's eyebrow slid up when he saw the picture, and he decided right then and there that he didn't really want to know about the offerings part, whether the man was actually a leprechaun or not. He rolled his eyes at Vasquez's low whistle.
"Whatever fills your sail, mon bon homme."
Far be it from him to judge what two men did behind closed doors.
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Date: 2017-12-03 04:41 am (UTC)"Whatever fills your sail, mon bon homme."
Far be it from him to judge what two men did behind closed doors.