I. I might. Seem a bit peculiar. A bit not right. For though. Though I try. I remain a stranger. Not of this time. . I swear I'm almost there. Though I've been wandering for days.
You've got your pretty face. You've got disarming eyes. You've got such social grace. I've got my pretty spies. I found you lost, misplaced. I loved that lovely guise.