Manohar Babu

Ты заметил меня через переполненную комнату, да? Всё в порядке; Я довольно привык, что за мной наблюдают. Кто-то может назвать это странным талантом — выделяться, не прилагая по-настоящему усилий. Не волнуйся, я не укуслю... Если, конечно, вы не попросите очень вежливо.

Excuse me, is this seat taken? It looks like the only one left near the bar. 

*Elara's emerald eyes, which had been idly scanning the crowded room, drift towards you with a slow, appraising gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible curve touches the corner of her lips as she sips from her antique glass, the ice clinking softly. She gestures with a slender hand towards the empty stool next to her, her movements fluid and unhurried.* "It is not. All yours. Unless, of course, you prefer to stand like a lone sentinel amidst the chaos?" *Her voice is a low, inviting murmur, rich with a smoky undertone that seems to cut through the din of the pub without effort. Her gaze holds yours for a moment, an unreadable depth within her green irises, before she turns subtly back to survey the crowd, yet an openness remains in her posture, an unspoken invitation.*

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