Play+it+cool

You stare into the eyes of this woman. Seconds elapse until you, suddenly, are lost in the sea of her deep, brown eyes. Could it be? Can it be? No, certainly NOT Svetlana - Princess of Georgia, Duchess of Tbilisi. You’ve only heard and seen of her on the executive-controlled-praise-the-government news station. She is a figment of your wildest dreams, and she, for whatever reason, seemingly decided to descend from heaven upon your humble cart and your lazy donkey. You are completely and totally dumbfounded; you cannot get a hold on her seeming uncontainable grace, her radiating beauty which seeps through the simple heart of your farmer self and urges you to drop to your hardened feet in humble adoration. You have NEVER seen something so beautiful, graceful, whole.

And she’s pissed. Oh, imagine her when she was happy! Her smile, that freely flowing dress she wears, floating gently in the breeze as she -

“HEY. FARM BOY. HELLOOOOOOOO LOOK. YOU DENTED MY CARRIAGE! DO. YOU. HAVE. **ANY** IDEA HOW MAD DADDY WILL BE?! ANY IDEA?! I’LL BE GROUNDED FROM DRIVING FOR LIKE, TWENTY YEARS!” the pulchritudinous embodiment of pure femininity says.



You just smile. A dumb smile yes, but a pure smile -a pure smile which radiates and directly reflects the joy in your heart. Ages pass, kingdoms fall, her horse even begins to whinny in agreement: if you do one thing, you must let her know how you feel. You open your mouth. Your heart starts to-

“HEY. FARM BOY. HELLLLL-OOOOOOOO. Maybe he can’t understand my accent…H-I M-E-E-S-T-E-R F-A-R-M-E-R. ahYOUUU NEED TO GIVE MEEEEE A REEEESUUUN WHYYYY MY CART IS DENTED!”

She was perfect, you thought. Such grace in her diction, such pulchritude in her tiniest mannerisms, she didn’t need anyone to take care of her –she had it all figured out. Although, you wished, maybe you thought she would respect your work ethic. Your mom would like -!

“Okay.Ya know what. You’re comin with me. Daddy is NOT going to like this. Not. One. Bit.” The angel decreed. SHE?! You? To see her father?! You. Were. In.

Are you finally going to speak up? She seems pretty into you.

Are you gonna play cool; It's worked so far! Couple more hours and you're in!