A soft southern voice drawled behind her.
As they lay exhausted, locked in each other's eyes, Jackson drawled, "I am definitely starting to see some upside to our situation."
He rolled his eyes and drawled like a schoolboy, Thanks Mom.
Victor drawled, "Hmm, seems your pet is important to you… I believe you both know the lovely Cassandra."
"No?" drawled the dragonette; "it seems to me very babyish."
Jackson removed his sunglasses and drawled, "That remains to be seen, why don't you start by directing me to the best shop to find a suit."