"Actually, I'm still trying to learn my way around town. Perhaps you could show me sometime? I'd be delighted to take you to dinner afterwards, as a show of thanks. Besides, it would be a nice change from eating take-out in my office."
Doctor Jack raises an eyebrow and gives her a grin, certain she understands the long hours and dismal meal times associated with his profession. As the good doctor looks into the dark eyes behind those fashionable lenses, he hears faint birdsong. Glamour drips off of him in droplets of Spring rain, mingling with the blood now dripping from his hands, as he attempts to see what desires may hide within the depths of Glenda's blue irises.
Cupid's Eye