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[ it's a good thing jack has fixed his position on the bed, because eliza is slowly folding her knees and dropping herself fully down on the mattress. had this happened in any other way, she would have perched herself up on jack's lap. that would have made the conversation a lot more risque for the ones talking. ]

Mmm, you're special.... [ her head tips as she crosses her legs under her skirt, letting the plaid pattern relax over slender legs. those spikes, however, might be getting caught up on the sheets. rule of funny say she won't discover this until it's far too late. ] ...But it's only because you can do magic.

[ she puffs her chest out, preening and tossing her hair back over her slim shoulders. ]

I've chosen you to be my new producer!