( Sylar gives him a look at that stammering, but said nothing. He simply waits. It wouldn't be long. 3...2....and there it is. Don't mind him grinning like the cat who just ate the canary. )
I knew a kid who could talk to machines. But, that's not something I possess. I do have some rules with what I do.
( Another drink, smaller and neater than the last. )
That said, I have a few tricks up my sleeves with machines. You need a good liar, I'm your guy. ( His gaze shifts pointedly to the barista, and he winks over at her, causing her to noticeably stammer with her current customer. Grinning, he turns back to the Ethan, his voice a low conspiratorial purr. ) I'd much rather kiss you than her.
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I knew a kid who could talk to machines. But, that's not something I possess. I do have some rules with what I do.
( Another drink, smaller and neater than the last. )
That said, I have a few tricks up my sleeves with machines. You need a good liar, I'm your guy. ( His gaze shifts pointedly to the barista, and he winks over at her, causing her to noticeably stammer with her current customer. Grinning, he turns back to the Ethan, his voice a low conspiratorial purr. ) I'd much rather kiss you than her.