[ He recognizes, instinctively, what she's doing with that jut of her chin. In response, he draws himself up to his own fairly impressive full height, shoulders straightening, and stares down at her.
Yes, good job, Archer. You can look down at a teenage girl. ]
Dog-walking. Well...it is dog-walking. But they are not my dogs.
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Yes, good job, Archer. You can look down at a teenage girl. ]
Dog-walking. Well...it is dog-walking. But they are not my dogs.