[b] Scarlett - Motel - Tyler[/b]

"My dad said a good woman should always be good at three things. Cooking, shooting a gun, and using a straight razor. Strange words." Scarlett strained to keep her focus on the razor and as Tyler spoke. She would pause and then continue every time he'd stop talking, then stop again when he'd begin. Finally, she just stopped all together until he finished telling her about Katie. 

Scarlett smiled at the thought of Katie standing up to her dad and made a mental note to give the girl kudos on what she, herself, could not do. This man both terrified and awed her. It was strange. "I like Katie too." She simply said as she took her eyes off of Tyler to wash the blade and get more shaving cream. When she turned, she saw the smile that dawned Tyler's face and she giggle a bit, reaching up and putting the shaving cream on him. "You look kind of weird smiling with shaving cream on." Scarlett laughed again, a bit more carefree and shook her head, trying to regain her composure. 

"Okay. Okay I think I'm done. Sorry. Come down to my height for a minute." She waited until Tyler lowered himself and his face was in front of hers. She studied his face for a bit, secretly appreciating every bit of it, as she tried to figure out if she should go in for a full on clean shave or leave a bit.