[The 'Gear comes on to capture France, a bouquet of red roses in one arm and his other hand extended in a flourishing motion towards Envy, who is seated at a table in a restaurant in Goldenrod. France clears his throat, takes a deep breath, and launches into -]

Before you, I stand,
This heart of mine open,
Gasping and trembling,
Awaiting your inspection.

[Oh, God. It's poetry.]

For you, in a single glance,
Have stripped me down,
Have thrust me bare
Into the spotlight of passion!

[He kneels down in front of Envy, hand clasped over his breast.]

It beats down upon me,
Scalding and demanding,
And I yearn for it,
Your gaze, your touch
Upon my body, beside my soul!

[He offers the bouquet of roses to Envy, grinning, obviously hopeful and maybe somewhat devious.]

And should you take me,
This bared and burning body,
I would have you,
Beside me, within me,
Forever more.

[The 'Gear wobbles slightly, catching Envy's face of utmost shock, before turning off.]



[OOC: Both Envy and France will be responding to tags in this post!]