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liz lemon (jbelmont) wrote,

Jillian sucked in a sharp bit of air and clenched her teeth as if she were experiencing some sort of severe and sudden stomach pain. However, her recovery was far too swift to allow time for alarm. " No, no. That's how the steps were back in the day. Back in your day. You know before there were cars and electricity. " The corners of her mouth pulled back revealing perfectly straightened teeth untouched by braces as she grinned. Pointing out the age difference probably wasn't helping her case much. Especially since Asher seemed to be hung up on it whereas to her it made no difference whatsoever. Never once in her childhood and later on teenage fantasies involving their eventual marriage and happily ever after had it ever even come up. " Nowadays, everything is very fast paced. No steps required. Honest."

Reaching both of her hands out she curled her fingers around either of his wrists, tugging them with intentions of pulling them from his pockets. " You could take me on a date still though. Only, people don't really call them `dates` anymore either. It'll just be hanging out. " She gave a quick lift of her shoulders as she shrugged. She kept her eyes fixed on his, unsure in their current lighting what color they actually were. " Do you really want to kiss me Asher? Or are you drunk? " Surely, his little performance couldn't have been done entirely sober but he didn't seem flat out wasted. " It doesn't matter really. I'm totally the type of person that would advantage, either way. " She gave a slightly lopsided smirk.

" I have really good breath. " The ridiculousness of the moment was not beyond her and she laughed at herself a little. " I don't have herpes. Or mono. Or swine flu. Or .. crabs of the mouth. Or ... cavities. I don't even have cavities. I'm a great kisser. I've even got references. Like, the entire football team at FSU could vouch for me. " Joking about an embellished promiscuous college affair with multiple partners was probably just as productive to the cause as pointing out that he was older than her -- but it was Jillian and that was just her way. A sense of humor was always the automatic go to when embarking on any situation that made her a little nervous. She bit the corner of her lower lip and looked at his.