Trouble is back, with an even wider grin than usual.
"Mostly the look on your face, darling."
"Oh, that seems terribly narrow-minded," Trouble tuts. "I can think of plenty of circumstances when it would be useful!"
"Is that your way of politely dismissing me, warden?" Trouble drawls, making no indication that they're ready to be dismissed. "I could have a drink myself."
"Absolutely, darling," Trouble tells him brightly. "Your drinks really don't seem to have much effect on me."
"Oh, you know. Our respective homes and histories. He's an interesting character, I'm glad you introduced us."
"Do you know how to make a Midori Sour, darling?"
It's green. Never let it be said they can't adhere to a theme.
"Nothing would please me more."
They get up and saunter behind the bar, grabbing a luridly green bottle of Midori so they can get started.
"What about you, darling, what's your poison?"
"Of course," they sigh, and then go to pour him precisely that before starting to make their own drink. It ends up, well, green.
"A toast to a profitable partnership, darling?"
"You sound unconvinced, darling. Is profit the wrong way to be thinking about this, do you think?"
"It is." They lift their glass and then take a sip. "Although it's not as if you're here out of the kindness of your heart, is it?"
Trouble bats their eyelashes at him.
"Oh, and has something changed?"
They just sip their drink and stare at him.
No, Jake, you can't say something started a particular way and then deny that anything is different now.
They chuckle.
"Just be honest, darling. You might like me, but I wouldn't see you for dust if the deal was taken off the table."
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Trouble is back, with an even wider grin than usual.
"Mostly the look on your face, darling."
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"Oh, that seems terribly narrow-minded," Trouble tuts. "I can think of plenty of circumstances when it would be useful!"
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"Is that your way of politely dismissing me, warden?" Trouble drawls, making no indication that they're ready to be dismissed. "I could have a drink myself."
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"Absolutely, darling," Trouble tells him brightly. "Your drinks really don't seem to have much effect on me."
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He opens the door for them anyway. "What did you and the kid talk about anyway?"
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"Oh, you know. Our respective homes and histories. He's an interesting character, I'm glad you introduced us."
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He leads them to a table. "What do you want?"
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"Do you know how to make a Midori Sour, darling?"
It's green. Never let it be said they can't adhere to a theme.
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Because he has no idea what that is.
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"Nothing would please me more."
They get up and saunter behind the bar, grabbing a luridly green bottle of Midori so they can get started.
"What about you, darling, what's your poison?"
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"Of course," they sigh, and then go to pour him precisely that before starting to make their own drink. It ends up, well, green.
"A toast to a profitable partnership, darling?"
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"Sure. Yeah." He downs the glass quickly.
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"You sound unconvinced, darling. Is profit the wrong way to be thinking about this, do you think?"
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"It is." They lift their glass and then take a sip. "Although it's not as if you're here out of the kindness of your heart, is it?"
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Trouble bats their eyelashes at him.
"Oh, and has something changed?"
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"Nope," he lies.
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They just sip their drink and stare at him.
No, Jake, you can't say something started a particular way and then deny that anything is different now.
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He meets their look.
"What? I already said I like you and want to help. There more you want me to add?"
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They chuckle.
"Just be honest, darling. You might like me, but I wouldn't see you for dust if the deal was taken off the table."
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I am so sorry! I'm just catching up with these that notifs never told me about!!
DW why >:[
It hates me, clearly
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