Eric nods, still not able to really process the shock of this woman looking
so very much like Sookie. He reaches across the car and opens the door for
her without getting out of the car himself. He watches her intently as she
gets in, looking for body language and gestures that look like Sookie. For
the most part, there are none. She simply looks like her and speaks
French with a slight Southern drawl that isn't quite Louisiana but
definitely the American South.
The vineyards are beautiful. Of course, Eric only sees them at night, but
he enjoys them none the less. He likes this part of France. The last time
he was here was during World War II. It hadn't been the best time for
exploring, particularly not as he was impersonating a Nazi officer. "I'm
Eric Northman," he introduces himself. "What brings you to France?" he asks
as he puts the car in gear and begins to drive forward.
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Eric nods, still not able to really process the shock of this woman looking so very much like Sookie. He reaches across the car and opens the door for her without getting out of the car himself. He watches her intently as she gets in, looking for body language and gestures that look like Sookie. For the most part, there are none. She simply looks like her and speaks French with a slight Southern drawl that isn't quite Louisiana but definitely the American South.
The vineyards are beautiful. Of course, Eric only sees them at night, but he enjoys them none the less. He likes this part of France. The last time he was here was during World War II. It hadn't been the best time for exploring, particularly not as he was impersonating a Nazi officer. "I'm Eric Northman," he introduces himself. "What brings you to France?" he asks as he puts the car in gear and begins to drive forward.