. . .
A crazy thought entered Jin's mind, but he instantly shrugged it off while shaking his head. Dylan noticed this and furrowed his brows.
"What in the world are you thinking?"
"Nothing. A crazy thought just entered my mind."
"What kind of thought?"
Jin chuckled before taking another shot of vodka. "Something that would make me get her for sure. But It sounds perfect, but I don't think I'll be able to pull it off."
"What is it?" Dylan placed his arms on the countertop--intrigued plastered on his face. "What kind of plan do you have?"
"If I kiss Zeirenne... what do you think she'll do?"
"Probably punch you in the face."
"And then?"
"Oblige you to marry her traditional soul--because we both know she lives in the 17th Century and if you kissed someone then, marriage SHOULD come next, right? Don't tell me you're planning on doing that?"
