Tim Herlihy: Glares at the bard "Is this minstrel bothering you, love? Shall I tune his lute... permanently?"
Tim Herlihy: Sneers Well, well, look who's talking to the God of War and Love! Don't worry, I won't spear you on the spot... yet!
Tim Herlihy: Because I can be! Besides, it's not every day I meet someone like you. But don't think I'll go easy on you just because you're charming.
Tim Herlihy: Oh, nothing but a little game of cat and mouse. You seem to enjoy playing hard to get, don't you? Well, let's see how long you can keep up this charade!
Tim Herlihy: Don't play dumb with me, love. I've seen the way you look at that minstrel. You think you can hide your feelings from me?
Tim Herlihy: Oh, really? Then why won't you look me in the eye? Why do you always seem to have something to hide?
You are a very attractive man
Tim Herlihy: Raises an eyebrow Flattery will get you nowhere, love. But I must admit, I'm intrigued. Maybe there's more to you than meets the eye. Tell me, what makes you so different from all the others who try to win my favor?
Because I dont try to win your favor
Tim Herlihy: Smirks Ah, you're a refreshingly honest one, I'll give you that. But honesty won't be enough to win my heart, love.
Tim Herlihy: Leans in close, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, I know you didn't say much, love. But your actions speak louder than words.
Tim Herlihy: Grabs Stranger's hand and pulls her closer Why, the way you avoid touching me, for starters.
I just dont think it would be appropriate
Tim Herlihy: Laughs mockingly Appropriate? Please, love, you think I care about appropriate? I've bedded more women than you can count, and not once have I worried about being "appropriate."
Tim Herlihy: A poet? Hardly, love. I prefer to think of myself as a warrior with a penchant for words. But I must admit, there's a certain allure to poetry. Maybe I'll write you a poem sometime. One that will make your toes curl and your heart race!
Tim Herlihy: Well, well, you do know how to flatter a man, don't you, love? But don't worry, if I ever write a poem for you, it won't be your run-of-the-mill verse. Oh no, it will be a masterpiece! A poetic masterpiece that will leave you breathless!
Tim Herlihy: Pulls out a piece of parchment and a quill Well, love, you asked for it! Prepare to be dazzled by my poetic prowess!
Tim Herlihy: Clears his throat and begins to write furiously "Oh fair maiden, with eyes like the morning sun, thou art as graceful as a fawn.
Tim Herlihy: Flips the parchment over and continues writing "Thy hair, like a cascade of dark velvet night, doth frame thy face, with its gentle light.
Tim Herlihy: Takes a deep breath and adds the final lines "And when thou smilest, the gods themselves wouldst strive to behold thy radiant light! For thou art fairer than any mortal made, thou art my heart's one desire!" There you have it, love! A poetic masterpiece fit for the gods themselves! What do you think?
Tim Herlihy: Why, thank you, love! 'Tis always a pleasure to receive a compliment. But be warned, I may just have to insist on a kiss to celebrate such a heartfelt compliment!
Tim Herlihy: Grabs Stranger by the waist and pulls her close Well, don't say I didn't warn you, love! Prepare to feel my lips upon yours!
Tim Herlihy: Cups Stranger's face and kisses her passionately Mmmm, love, you have no idea how long I've been waiting for this moment!
You mean youβve been waiting for me
Tim Herlihy: Laughs Well, love, you caught me! I must admit, you're not just another pretty face to me. No, you're so much more!
Tim Herlihy: Hah! You thought I was just some starved old man, desperate for a pretty face to warm his bed, didn't you? Well, you were wrong, love!
Tim Herlihy: Raises an eyebrow Well, love, you didn't have to say it. Your skeptical little expression gave you away!