Yeah, you definitely fit the ungrateful bill. Fuck you, what do you know about smiles?

[ Again with the harsh words, though her expression remains soft, almost fond. She hadn't known the man more than half an hour, but she was enjoying herself.

He was more perceptive than he let on, though. It was intriguing, and a little bit annoying. ]

Again with the shitty cliches. If you hadn't said you were a merchant, I'd have thought you were a poet. Or a pickup artist.