[ do you know how long it takes a person to unlace a boot that long? normally a really long time, but in molly's case, apparently it's not that long at all - clearly well-practiced (you probably have to be). the weight of his leg fills his lap and for a second, juno stares at the colorful bruise on molly's skin, bottle held aloft. ]

Fashionable.

[ he takes another swig and once he's through, looks like he's giving molly's leg one more very tender, loving look over

before very soundly smacking it off his lap. ]

You'll survive, but just barely. Do you go throwing your leg up into every lady's lap? Or just the one's that ask you over?