Vernique smiled. "Yeah. Speaking of clothes, that's a great jacket, by the bye, Jon. Don't you think so, Svalin."
Vernique has many reasons to encourage their keeping their eyes all over each other. Letting her sashay her way around the corner of the counter setup, idly looking around, is just one.
Admittedly, the others are pretty obvious.
That chocolate really does smell delicious. Too bad the plan works better if she starts before it comes.
Nothing changes in her expression, but inside, Vernique steels herself as she adjusts the position of her foot just a little and applies her extremely mild preternatural strength.
Snap! A Gabriella Rocha heel breaks against the floor.
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