<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=8383.msg304827#msg304827">Quote from: Muse on 23-01-2007, 11:24:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Seemed there were a lot of people on the street that day.  <br/><br/>In his own mind, Harry wouldn't consider his motives for walking down that street, so far from his own home, to be vilainous, or even manipulative, so much as all part of the game.  He'd managed to secure an invitation through buisness contacts to Madison's coming of age party, and was curious if she was worth pursuing, and how far?  <br/><br/>Striding lightly down the street, cane in hand, with his wolf hound prancing beside him, the brown haired, green eyed englishman was struck deeply by the two girls ahead of him, he wasn't quite sure which effected him more, Madison's aparent inocence, or the girl with the steam wagon's aparent intelegence.  <br/><br/>The wind shifted and the smell of the gold and purple orchid in the lapel of the tall gymnast's white suit teased their noses as it's subtle aphrodesiac properties teased their subconciouses. <br/><br/>It had been his plan to be seen by Madison and move on, but Harry reconsidered.  He tipped his hat and offered, "Good morning, ladies, anything I can do to be of service?"  <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Having disembarked from her carriage, Elizabeth greeted the polite young man. "Pardon my boldness, sir, but might I inquire what your name is? I don't believe we have met before."