Date: 2011-09-17 06:42 am (UTC)
Gallantly holding her arm, he weighed his options. Few things made him feel worse than lying, even when trying to protect someone. However, he definitely needed to protect himself here.

They approached the front door of the bar, and a sudden flash of inspiration came to him. A wry smile formed on his lips as he looked down at her.

"You can call me ... Nigel."
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