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[alotmorehorrible]

"Not here. You know what to do."

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[thecanarylives]

Who says I meant that as an insult?

[ She smirks at him, gaze lingering over him a moment before she takes his empty glass and refills it. ]

Maybe. [ She shoots him a wink, passing his glass back to him. ]

Lemme lock up. Then you can have me however you want.

[alotmorehorrible]

[He snorts at that retort, bringing his glass up for another sip.]

Any way at all, huh?

[thecanarylives]

[ She quirks a smile, mischief gleaming in her eyes. ]

Play your cards right, sure.

[ She disappears for a few minutes, locking up the back, then the front and flipping the sign to closed. Tugging off her apron, she slides onto the stool next to him, glancing him up and down again. ]

You want another?

[alotmorehorrible]

[He seems to consider that. It feels like a wee bit of a trick question -- yes, of course he bloody wants more.

But too much, and he's gonna be useless for what he's over here for. So-- later. Right now, he shrugs his shoulders as he leans against the bar. There's a grin that tugs at his lips.]

I think I'd rather have you, love, if I'm bein' honest.

[thecanarylives]

[ She leans in towards him, lips spreading into a grin in turn. ]

Well, I did say however you want, didn’t I?