praying for love in a lap-dance

Vienna accepted his excuse without question, as was her nature. Truth be told, if he gave the real reason, the girl wouldn't have known what to say anyway. She hadn't much experience with affairs of the heart. And while perhaps there might have been someone more prevalent than not in her thoughts nowadays, she was barely aware of it herself at this time.

"Judging from that, your stomachs must be rather unhappy. Perhaps you should fix that!" She responded with a grin. "There's usually some nice rabbits about here." She enjoyed this valley more and more as she came here more often, and this visited somewhat frequently on her way to other places.

She gave a small laugh when he mentioned her voice, somewhat embarrassed by the compliment but used to that particular one by now. They didn't call her "songbird" for nothing. "Probably the same one who set my head in the clouds. I'm Vienna. Vienna Songbird." She had, unsurprisingly, almost forgotten to introduce herself. Sometimes she got so comfortable with a stranger that she forgot they didn't already know names.