[ Talking to men and women like this comes easy, but there's something about Helmut Zemo that feels different, even though he knows it isn't. Their first date, the spontaneous kiss to quell the man's nerves, had his head swimming just a little, until the end of the evening ended on a handshake and a transfer of funds.
It's easy to get wrapped up in the fantasy, in the safety, of a man like Zemo, and he wonders too what it might be like had they met like anyone else does. If this had been real from the start. ]
Dinner and a performance. Tell me when and I'll show up in my Sunday best. Ständchen is a beautiful pick, by the way. Color me impressed.
[ A mournful, haunting piece with a longing lilt. He says nothing about his adoration of the music, instead finds himself blushing on the other end of the phone. ]
It's just an old sketch, nothing special. It's a hobby, used to doodle on my down time, but that's few and far between. There's much better out there in the world.
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It's easy to get wrapped up in the fantasy, in the safety, of a man like Zemo, and he wonders too what it might be like had they met like anyone else does. If this had been real from the start. ]
Dinner and a performance. Tell me when and I'll show up in my Sunday best. Ständchen is a beautiful pick, by the way. Color me impressed.
[ A mournful, haunting piece with a longing lilt. He says nothing about his adoration of the music, instead finds himself blushing on the other end of the phone. ]
It's just an old sketch, nothing special. It's a hobby, used to doodle on my down time, but that's few and far between. There's much better out there in the world.