good for you *grins at her*, aha, a job. so you’re sharing your man his job ?
wha- .. wh- .. what is this language ? *grins* finish your sentences young lady, and i am not your sister, go back with a new entry *points at the door*
*takes the cupcake from her and grins* who is your man ? *stares at her grinning* are you keeping him comfortable ?
*grins* okay, *looks at him circling her* ehem, fine *keeps standing straight* so … *looks at Zira* i can see that you don’t need my help any more.
*looks at her from down to up* there’s not a lot of people who would accept wearing this *smirks* your match is quite obvious lady, i saw him once *grins - waves with her arms* what is it with these outfits ?
oh *stares at him* i AM a Matchmaker, but you are .. *not sure how to put it without becoming a meal* you are … not human *grins* how would i know your typ- … *sigh* fine, she loves … meet ? *acts proudly* am i right ?
if you are already matched .. *looks at him with fear* when why did you come to m-… EXCUSE ME ? *gets angry* i didn’t match up ? *her chin up* that’s impossible.
*stares at him with her eyes wide open* your previous matches ? *swallows* ehem, no thank you, *looks at Zira* aren”t you happy with your ….. ‘new’ match ?
*steps away from him* ah *pauses* oh *stands up straight* yes, i see, *her chin up* i already matched you *looks at Zira setting in the corner - clears throat* THIS is your match. *waves her arms* now go on, you can go.