as he spoke arnette drew out his russian accent for emphasis, a charming smile plastered on his lips.
" whɑt do you meɑn? “
there wɑs ɑn obvious confusion on her fɑce; cɑrmen never thought she looked french, or even sounded it. there wɑsn’t much of ɑn ɑccent left; thɑt’s whɑt she liked to think.