Originally posted by Fractured: Heathcliff says, his role as matchmaker over for the moment, since he spies a delicious blonde standing all by her lonesome. That won't do at all. "Good evening, Miss Dawes. It's nice to see you again, you look lovely. I trust you are well?" It's hilarious watching Heath desperately try to replace Madison
Desperate? No, no. Persistent. Determined. *sprays himself with anti-desperant*