He moved a bit closer to her, as if drawn in. "To quote a playwright, 'A rose by any other name would smell just as sweet'" He replied, with a wink. He turned to lean on the counter, allowing her to see him as he was. "My name is Kaede, known as the Dancer of the falling leaves." He'd softly bit his lip afterwards, unable to break eye contact with her.
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