Oh, is it? We can use it temporarily then, because then I'll feel less bad about writing a very rude song about him once you're done.
I'll bring my finest wine, love.
[And so he does. When he arrives at the shop, with all its lovely plants in the window and his sleeves already rolled up and shirt mostly unbuttoned, there are two bottles of wine in his arms.] Now I'm all yours, my dear. And all ears.
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I'll bring my finest wine, love.
[And so he does. When he arrives at the shop, with all its lovely plants in the window and his sleeves already rolled up and shirt mostly unbuttoned, there are two bottles of wine in his arms.] Now I'm all yours, my dear. And all ears.