Daniel isn't one of romance. Being lovey-dovey and romantic. He has no idea what to do. So he tries his best to mimic a frat boy walking.
"That's aight," shrugs Amarie, trying to praise the Professor. "That's very good. Go get 'em, lover boy."
Alec cheers his friend on. "Nice, Danny! You got this!"
Daniel finds the witch in the middle of the graveyard. "Hey..." His voice is deep, husky, and has some suave to it.
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The witch turns around, noticing him, and smiles. "Hey, lover boy."
"How's it going?" He asks.
"Good," she purrs, battering her eyelashes. "I've just been waiting for you."
"Yeah?"
"Yes." She holds him by his coat and tugs him closer to her.
"Come with me."
Daniel gulps quietly. "Uh. So. Uh, okay."
Daniel I literally don't understand what's going on..
The witch moves in a circle around him, tracing her hand lightly across his arms and back. "Tell me a poem..." she practically moans with lust.
"Um...uh.." Daniel usually is good with this stuff. Literature is one of his strongest suits, but his situation makes every intellectual sense vanish from his mind.
"Bones are great. Bones are fun. Wouldn't you just love To tell me the place of the bones?"
"Take these hands out of your pocket, baby," she purrs, removing the Professor's freezing hands from his pockets.
"Okay.." says Daniel, giving a nervous chuckle. She opens his coat and starts to rub his chest. Daniel's face becomes a shade of pink. He's hoping that this witch will just show him the bones so that he can signal his group to retrieve them.
Instead, the witch continues to get freaky with him, even going so far as to strip him of his coat.
Daniel I'm trying to get this witch to tell my where these bones are at, but she keeps ignoring me question!
"Okay. Um..."
"Do you love me?" the witch demands.
"Yes." Daniel lies through his teeth.
"Of course I love you. You're...you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."
