Mark Gaitss appreciation post
-BAFTA Red Carpet- 2012
“I’d say cinema.” Shrugs.
“Okay, so let’s go to the cinema.”
“We need to check what they are playing today, shouldn’t we?”
“Yes we should. So I think we’re on a date.”
He laughs at the other. “I know, but I don’t need them. I should have something at home.”
“So cinema or opera?” He smiles at Greg.
“I’d say cinema.” Shrugs.
“Okay, so let’s go to the cinema.”
“I can always buy you clothes for opera” He mumbles.
He laughs at the other. “I know, but I don’t need them. I should have something at home.”
“So cinema or opera?” He smiles at Greg.
“I really don’t know…maybe cinema or opera? What do you thing about it?”
“Cinema would be nice, I’m not dressed for the opera.” Winks at him.
“I can always buy you clothes for opera” He mumbles.
He finishes his tea. “But I really don’t want to agree that I’m sweet because I’m not”
“Yes you are~” Looks at him openly. “Where do you want to go now?”
“I really don’t know…maybe cinema or opera? What do you thing about it?”
“Greg please not those eyes.”
“Why?” He drops his gaze back to the table.
“Because …” His face goes red. “When you’re looking at me with those eyes I can’t say no.”
“That’s the point, isn’t it?” He drinks down his coffee and finishes his waffle.
He finishes his tea. “But I really don’t want to agree that I’m sweet because I’m not”
Anonymous“Greg please not those eyes.”
“Why?” He drops his gaze back to the table.
“Because …” His face goes red. “When you’re looking at me with those eyes I can’t say no.”
