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So, dictionaries keep finding their way into my hands, which I took as a sign. But look at what I've found:

EAMES
Pronunciation (US): i:mz
• EAMES (noun)
1. United States designer noted for an innovative series of chairs (1907-1978)
Familiarity information: EAMES used as a noun is very rare.
Instance hypernyms:
decorator; designer; house decorator; interior decorator; interior designer; room decorator (a person who specializes in designing architectural interiors and their furnishings)

Legitimate entry in a dictionary, and all! However, I want to submit a different meaning, considering my vast, thorough research into the matter:

EAMES [i:mz]
adj. Eamesier, Eamesiest
1. Said of a surly, yet (relatively) stylish, rake with a tendency to get in the good graces of anyone despite all instincts warning towards the contrary. 2. A precarious mix of cynicism, imagination and smarminess. 3. Said of a person with a disposition towards changing their mood from lots of fun to the world is ending and everything is a trap in under two comments.

I propose we push this forward as a City-wide accepted definition. All in favour, say-or-type aye.

[ooc; That first definition is real, I shit you not. (He had it coming.)]

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How lucky.

[This is... a little sarcastic because this is the worst organized library ever. But his smile is totally friendly, so you could ignore that.]

[Hey, she agrees. But she doesn't organize things, she just cons you into checking out whichever book the Library gives you. Or something like that.]

I think it must've been luck. No idea why else I could've landed a spot here - but that will make finding each other easier.

What is this humility? You do not think you have the skills for your task?

[...Okay, he's kind of being a dick right now.]

[SHE IS GOING TO IGNORE YOU AND YOUR RESEMBLANCE TO GERARD. Bitch.]

It was a risk I took and I don't regret it.

[SHE CAN CERTAINLY TRY.]

No regrets. Is this a common sensation to you?

I try to have it be.

Neither a Spider nor a Swan, what am I to make of this one.

[Because that makes sense, Qwe.]

That makes no sense.

[He knows. He's already had the different gods conversation... He's just being a dick. ~~SURPRISE.~~]

How is your temper?

Should I sit down on a leather armchair for this?

[HE DOESN'T GET IT. But he just smiles like he does.]

If you like.

My temper is fine.

Is your loyalty stronger than your greed?

[There's... something suggesting he's expecting her to lie.]

Yes. [Well, sucks to be him then, because she's telling the truth this time.] Do people ever answer no to that one?

That depends.

[ :) On how much of a filthy Rat they are. Or a haughty Swan, but he had already ruled that one out. Which means he has determined Miss Mae to be a Ghost Dog and has rather decided to tolerate her.]

On what they'd want to appear to the others.

Of course.

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