Dai was rather happy at the way this conversation was going. Circe seemed to really be enjoying her role and that put him into a good mood, too.

"Of course you would." She giggled. "I think it makes my legs look very nice."

Dai looked down at her legs and smiled behind his mask. You don't need the skirt to make your legs look nice, girl. They do that by themselves, see?"

"Oh! You! You're so bad!" She giggled. "I can't believe you'd say that. You mean my charming personality isn't what's important?"

"Well, from underneath there isn't all that much of your personality showing, is it?"

" It's just my breasts they are interested in, is it?"

"Not from down below it isn't, no." Dai's face was split by a wide grin. He couldn't believe they were talking like this. Especially him! Usually he had to be so careful with his girlfriend, so as not to upset her.

"Oh well." She tossed her hair lightly over one shoulder. "You can refuse. I doubt I care much about your opinion on the matter. If I desire you to be a pig, you would be a pig. That's the way being a sorceress works. What I says goes. And I say that we'll have to.."

That sounded more familiar. He knew enough not to argue. Actually, the one thing he had learned for certain sure was there was no point in arguing with girls about anything. Waist of time, like. Better to ignore them or let them have their way. And as she seemed to want her way to be getting close up next to him, he wasn't about to argue with that!

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Well, I would an all, actually. 'Cause then we could start goin' there." But where she had in mind seemed to be into his arms, so he obliged. Very obliging chap was Dangerous Dai Llewellyn. And she seemed to like what she found there.

She giggled, "Of course, I'd like that."

"Well, that's nice to know," Said Dai. "Then you wouldn't object to another?" And he kissed her again, just a little longer to find out.

"Wasn't what I had in mind, but we can compromise. And by compromise, I mean do this." She kissed him again.

"Better and better," Said Dangerous Dai.

"Because this way were both happy. I know it makes me happy. I feel much warmer already and I didn't have to turn you in to a pig."

"Right you are. No cold, no pigs." It all worked out better that way.

"So then," Dai said, after he kissed Circe for the third time, and this one a little longer than before. Where do you think you want to walk to? Maybe somewhere a little… quieter?" After all, it wasn't as if he hadn't gotten his hands into his girlfriend's clothes before. And this particular set of clothes seemed to be made for his hands to fit under, like. "Hang on," He said, "I got a pretty useful idea." And he stepped back and whipped his outer cloak off. It was a pretty warm one: brilliant red with green lining and a Catapults badge where it fastened. He draped it around Circe's shoulders. "Well, it might not go with your costume, but it'll keep you nice and warm as we go along, see? Now, shall we pop in and grab a bite to eat and bring it out here or shall we just… wander over there where it's dark. Seems to me we might find a seat over there, like, where we could get comfortable. We could always go for a bite later." And as he did up the fastening of the cloak, he gave the front a little tug, and pulled Circe back into his arms. Then he ran his hand up the back of her neck, and tilted her head a little and kissed her the forth time. And this time he didn't stop for quite some time.