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Oh geez, the filters really are off. xD With Dalton being awkward and Evi being embarrassed, Ryoko and Maray are just pouring gasoline on the fire, and Dai is just there ready to watch the world burnnfor his amusement. : p

For some reason when I saw Maray mention a Dylan unprompted, my mind decided 'surprise threesome' was the way to go. >.>

Okay, so maybe Dalton was beginning to understand the kind of comparisons Maray had made about him and Evi earlier. He had never managed to carry on a conversation this long before his attention was pulled away to the goong-ons of the Night Club. Perhaps this was what having good company really meant: Being able to focus more on them than the overall club environment. Maybe it also highlighted he didn't have the energy capacity others did, like Maray, or Dai when it came to trying to reel in Ryoko, but... It was refreshing. Plus watching Evi blush furiously was definitely its own reward... Although he couldn't tell if it was the drink, his words, or a combination of such that painted that funny picture before him. This evening was certainly well on its way to being one of his most memorable. For how little she truly spoke, her responses all brought him great joy and interest when she spoke! "Enough charm, haha! You know what, I'll take that small victory. Enough charm really is better than none at all!" We're he someone of less self-confidence, this would have probably been the greatest boost he could have asked for. Thankfully, he already felt great, and instead this served to embolden him to new heights, especially as he regarded his drinking buddy and conversation companion up close, to the point he could drink in her facial details much closer. Was she happy with what she heard? Could she use any of it? Dalton did not know, but to him the information was merely guidelines. What she did with it was entirely up to her. "Does this look like a disappointed face to you?" He grinned at the cat girl, before he shook his head. "Few people are when they just start out, you know... But I'm not going to push it. I think I've done enough poking and prodding right now, and I can safely say I'm content. I've never spoken this much at the Garden of Hedonism before, but I can probably blame that in very good company." He cast his eyes toward Maray, Dai, Ryoko, and most importantly Evi, all in order. Good drinks, good company... All that was needed was good food and good vibes, and the best evenings could be made. The latter was especially present, but the former needed to be found elsewhere... Still! Even if Evi declined her ability to dance, Dalton felt her feline grace would definitely contribute to her ability to bust a few moves... Especially in a slower capacity. That would have been it, but Evi's follow-up caught him off,guard, nearly slipping toward her as he heard the cackling voice of his in-house companion laughing in his head. He could sense how Evi's words played Dalton's curiosities like a fiddle. "*Ahem!* Whoa, I was... Not expecting that kind of response, but, uh... Color me very interested and curious to help you practice then~" So taken in the moment by the surprise admittance, and maybe a bit of the drink pulling back on his sensibilities a bit, he inadvertently blurted something that he was maybe better off not-admitting. He paused in his gaze at her for a moment before the words set in, and he realized he had said a little too much, awkwardly turning away and hanging his head to take a quiet, deep breath. "That one got away from me there... But I'm all ears for a proposal." Among other things. They weren't the only ones at the bar, and listening to the other conversations was most definitely relevant information for his evening. Between knowing Ryoko was potentially willing to do things after a few drinks, to knowing Dai worked in a business dealing with... Dancing girls? To Maray advising to be wary of the pool... He imagined the pool was cleaned often, but that still meant he needed to make sure when he did, said pool wasn't tainted. 'He raised a brow as Maray seemed to name-drop someone while speaking to Evi? Was this related to the proposal? He looked from Evi to Maray, tilting his head. "I don't know a Dylan either... You trying to get me in on a threesome? This is only our first meeting girl, and I'm only a little buzzed, slow down a little!" He remarked with wide eyes a bit, before he played it off with a quick laugh... The idea seemed fun, sure, but he needed to know someone first, let alone a GROUP of people before he started doing something like that! "Fwoo, okay, think I'm getting a little ahead of myself... Okay, business first, then pleasure." Possibly both at once, as far as Evi's proposal was concerned, he did not know. His eyes returned to Evi, gesturing with his hand. "The ball is in your court. Where do you feel comfortable discussing your business?"

All good. : ) I had my own busy work week as it is, and now I can finally breathe and relax on the weekend. Gonna use it to catch up on what I've missed since then. ^^

She's fun-sized, maybe there's some issues with alcohol-processing at that height. We just gotta get more in her and maybe she'll adjust to it. : p Maybe her time at that facility did something... Clearly this is a mystery to be unraveled in the game later! Also, take your time, Lero, there's no rush. ^^ Soon it'll be time for me to retire for the night anyways, and I wanted to give a chance for you and Satai to post before I got ahead of myself and started making too much to react to in a short frame of time.

Evi saying 'Feck'. Now I can't not imagine her with a heavily Irish accent, and sonehow this doesn't detract at all. : p

"Yeah, that's fair. I'll be sure to ask next time I want to touch you." Dalton nodded his head in defeat, understanding that Evi was being quite gracious in simply letting him off with a warning. However, his momentary lapse of judgement in providing a response for her led to him inadvertently saying something more awkward, which lingered in the air for a moment before his eyes widened and he hit his face. "Your tail! I meant your tail... Well, I'll ask for permission to touch you in general, too, but I specifically meant... Damn it." He wished he suddenly had a bigger glass of drink that he could shove his face into, so he didn't need to imagine the faces of the others around him in the moment. Deep down, Graf was cackling harder than the Wicked Witch of the West listening to Dalton step on various proverbial landmines. The drink may not have made him as prone to silliness as others, but it certainly weakened his focus enough to blunder into situations he could have potentially avoided... The eel remark to Maray earlier notwithstanding. Casting a look past Evi toward Ryoko and Dai, and Maray attempting to reel in Ryoko's need to drink, he exhaled quietly and shook his head. "Well, I'm glad I'm not the only one making missteps here. Far be it from be to be curious about how she'd be with more drink in her, I... Huh?" A brow raised as Evi mentioned she might have started giggling with another drink. It was hard to picture... She looked so serious, he couldn't imagine what she might look like giggling at all! "Well, if that's the case, then maybe another something smaller than this wouldn't be so bad for you. A fit of giggles from you is bound to mae an interesting memory for the evening." He grin ed, only slightly considering it... But it was more responsible for him to ensure he didn't cram more drink into the smaller woman, especially when they had other things to get to. Casting a look toward Maray as she seemed to compare them to dogs, he tilted his head and shrugged. "Heh, sometimes not saying as much helps hide who and what you really are, but it also makes one seem more interesting and gets me more invested... Still, I wish I had even half of the charm and personality of a golden retriever... Eh? I'll have you know the business we had planned is..." He stopped for a moment as he didn't really consider what sort of business Evi wanted to discuss with him earlier. He rubbed his face awkwardly, not wanting to put Evi harder on the spot more than Maray's remarks probably already had her feeling... And he was going to blunder right into it. "It's probably not the kind of business you might be thinking about." He quickly added, inadvertently missing the fact that adding 'probably' automatically did not preclude less serious business from occuring, merely made it seem as if anything could happen. 'Man, this is better than those telenovelas I like to download. Will they or won't they, find out next time on- Hey, don't tune me out!' The situation here was getting heated, but while it wasn't in a bad way, it was most definitely awkward! Between the comments from Maray, Evi's cute and drunken demeanor, and Dai admitting Ryoko might have done some wild things if this kept up, he was starting to understand why he didn't usually join bigger groups for conversation and gatherings. Even his co-workers could get rambunctious if they were allowed to. Keeping his focus on Evi was the safest bet for him, but even her comments were beginning to give him interesting signals that he wasn't sure if he should act on or not. She seemed to be in the verge of admitting something, but she seemed to avoid it... He didn't know her well enough to push, even if the curiosity was burning... But that was what return visits could help him with! Just knowing no one else had brushed her tail yet gave him hope that he could try it on her some day... With permission, of course! "Inquiring about me now, are you? I guess that's fair, I've been peppering you with questions... Hm. It's definitely not my first time, although definitely my first time visiting the Bar like this. Normally I'll be upstairs eating or over by the dance floor watching others... Pursuing? Heh, you almost make me sound like some sort of predator... Or bounty hunter." He smiled as he raised the glass to his lips, tipping back the last vestiges of the Cobalt Velvet before he hummed in content. "A lot of the time I go looking for special kinds of trouble, mostly. The kinds who do things in places and ways most others can't see. It certainly makes for very interesting evenings, even if I usually get home tired from it." Little would she know he was describing his work life, and not so much his party life. Maybe it wasn't fair to word it like that to her... Tilting his head back, he drummed his fingertips on the bar before humming. "Maybe you're hoping for something more concrete though, less... Vague, so how about this: I like audacious sorts. The ones who won't mind getting close, either for curiosity's sake or a given purpose, whether they have permission or not. They need grace in their movements, and the confidence to know said movements are eye-catching..." He trailed off, before leaning close to whisper: "Someone who wouldn't mind dancing in my lap as much as they wouldn't mind dancing on a stage, who wouldn't mind a curious hand and an even more adventurous inclination." With a wink, he pulled away and chuckled softly. "I'm not picky though... What I look for is far from easy to find, so I content myself with what I can get, if anything. Like I said earlier... I do enjoy watching others dance. Something about the way their bodies move excites the neurons. From curvy to slim, tall to small, everyone's got something good to show... Especially when they're extraordinary."

Fun post, Lero, and glad you're on the mend. :3 Just got home to see it, but will probably catch a quick nap first before I'm able to do anything else. Looking forward to seeing what silliness Ryoko winds up doing, Satai, or if Dai manages to keep her from causing any trouble. xD

Ah hell. >.< Stay strong, Lero, and hope you feel better soon!

Sorry, I felt like I needed to put a couple up after it felt like I was falling off a bit on my online presence this week. >.> But I can wait Incase Lero needs time to get a reply up, I saw the wall post that she wasn't feeling well. x.x

Okay, that was most certainly NOT a normal sound Dalton expected to hear, especially from Evi, a woman he otherwise believed wasn't capable of making noises like that with how controlled she was... Either the drink was causing more drastic changes than he would have guessed, or Evi was fully capable of making cute noises when and especially IF she wanted to. However, this came at a price too as he realized the only reason she made such a noise was his input... And the glare he recieved for it reminded him of a cat silently judging his very soul as it stared at him. So enraptured by the gaze was he that as he retrieved his hand, he narrowly missed catching her tail swing out at him. "I... Have no excuse for that one, I'm sorry Evi. You were just close to hitting someone else with your tail and I didn't have enough time to warn you." He gestured with a finger toward one of the other patrons who was several paces away. "Still, I'm sorry." 'Holy crap that sounded way more sensual than it needed to be. I-I'm actually a little turned on now... Play it cool, Dalton.' So she didn't drink as much as he would have guessed for someone who wasn't unused to visiting Night Clubs. It was all starting to sound like he had put her in a tough spot and inadvertently pressured her into trying to keep up. "Well... I will say, you're doing a good job of keeping up for someone who doesn't drink much. Especially a drink like this? I kind of expect a real lightweight would have been leaning on the counter giggling by now. Consider me impressed by your dedication." He raised his glass to toast his companions' efforts to maintain proper working order, even if he could see a few slip-ups. No one was perfect, but he felt it better to praise what he could see in her efforts. He leaned toward her just a bit to hear her better, curious to hear how she cared for her fur... But it seemed pretty normal? He half expected she needed to buy many different bottles of fur care products to wash her ears and tail witt, or maybe had a special shampoo designed exclusively for her tail. Maybe she just didn't trust him with the details. "That's it? Aw, I thought there was a really good story in there... But thanks for the heads-up about it being sensitive, I'll definitely avoid sudden hand gestures around your tail without warning. Okay, how about this then... Have you ever let someone else wash or brush your tail?" He tilted his head slightly, letting the bangs of his hair fall away so he could observe her with both eyes easier. He honestly wouldn't have blamed her if he felt the question was too personal for her to answer though... They were still strangers, after all.

Dalton's brow quirked as Evi seemed to do the exact opposite of what he offered. On the one hand, he was amazed at her drive to push on and try to drink down the Cobalt Velvet all on her own without any intervention on his part. On the other, nhowever, he had to worry if maybe she had a complex toward being underestimated. If that was the case, he might have done more harm than good trying to be understanding. 'Ugh, maybe you should have worded that differently, Dalton... Now you're probably going to force her to drink it all down, and then you'll be lucky to get a proper conversation out of her after all this... Hopefully she's got a shockingly high tolerance for alcohol and she'll get over it before long... And then we can talk about the business she needed help with.' He was hopeful, but as Evi set the glass down a second time, he could see the telltale signs that she was... Slightly less focused than she was when she first entered. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her, mixes of respect and concern writ on his features as he could see the fekine female was becoming a bit more relaxed... Her tail was beginning to sway, occasionally even bumping into him. He spared glances behind her every so often to make sure no one didn't try to reach out for her tail intentionally. Another woman had come close to almost being bumped into by it, only for Dalton to reach over and move his hand out to press his hand against the fluffy appendage to guide it out of her path. "Close call there... Ah! Sorry, I should have asked..." He winced, pulling his hand back before he set it upon the counter. "Hey, Evi, it's not that I don't have faith in your ability to finish it, but... Are you sure you're okay? You're looking a little... Uh... Off." He didn't know how to word it at all, but what he did know was that he was probably going to need to help her find her way back home if it got especially bad. He didn't trust her alone in her current state, especially after what she'd revealed already... And given his occupation, he was going to get put through the wringer by his boss AND co-workers if he allowed a civilian to wander into dangerous situations under the influence when he made said civilian reach that state. He needed to worry less... And half a glass of Cobalt Velvet remained before him to try to help him do just that. Reaching for his glass, he gave an awkward smile and took another sip, the contents slowly dwindling down as he felt his good mood slowly returning to overshadow his worries. "I'm gonna admit something... Your fur felt really nice. How do you manage that?"

Take your time, Lero. ^^ This week has been trying me IRL and online as it is, but with the weekend coming up, at least I'll finally have a little breathing room.

Dalton is definitely never suggesting something that heavy again for a first time drink for anyone. >.> But on the plus side, Evi will come out of it with slightly higher alcohol tolerance! Maybe!

This was going to be interesting to see... Dalton couldn't tell if it was because of her size or her catlike grace, but she hoisted herself up on it, pretending that he couldn't see her through the bangs hanging over his eye. However, the strands of hair were pasted enough to give him a fair sidelong view, hoping to steal a few surreptitious glanced without making her feel the embarrassment of his observing. On the one hand, he missed a chance to be a gentleman and help her up in the stool. On the other, he might have avoided offending her for believing she couldn't handle it herself. She was an adult, effectively... Maybe if they knew one another better, he could afford to make helpful gestures easier. Setting his glass down, he turned his head to her properly to watch as she took her first drink... Slight panic came to his face as he thought maybe she would react worse to the drink, but thankfully she controlled it. He breathed a quick sigh of relief, before he looked to Maray. "I'll endeavor to hold my tongue better when it comes to saying something that might get me in trouble with someone unfamiliar then." Lost a job? It sounded like there was a story in there, but... Perhaps now was not a good time to ask about it. He'd already hurt his first impression with the bartender, and he was currently entertaining another guest for the evening... Who seemed to have a bit of tinge to her cheeks. So much so that the bartender almost seemed to be teasing him over it. "I may have been a bit too hasty in suggesting something like that for her first time..." He pinched his brow. He was going to need to watch her closer to make sure nothing bad happened with Evi... Especially after the other girl near them, Ryoko? Seemed to be hit pretty hard by her drink... Which was just under four times less than what he ordered for both him and Evi. Hearing Ryoko's words already get slurred a bit, he moved a hand to rest on Evi's shoulder. "Well, you've already managed to have your first drink, so maybe next time we can go with something less... Overpowering. Don't feel bad if you can't down it all, I'll help finish it if you wish." Tipping his glass to his lips once more, his head leaned back and he sighed happily. The burning sensation didn't bother him overmuch, at least since he'd become used to it. Too many could still knock him in his ass, but right now it was more a comfort after a long day. But he needed to maintain his cognitive focus to continue the talk he and Evi had earlier. "I guess it's a good idea we're both plus ones to our respective company tonight, huh friend?" He remarked, casting a look at Dai, who seemed to be making sure his friend Ryoko didn't go too far... Although with probably not as much wariness and concern as he has for Evi at the moment... Maybe thT was the difference between knowing his companion, and being total strangers like he and Evi were. "Worst case scenario, I'll bring her upstairs to relax and try to get her to eat something light... But I think it's okay to have a bit of faith that she can handle it. I didn't get my tolerance for the drink by getting babied through it." He gave a firm nod.

Dalton had to wonder if that was Evi's idea of being funny, saying her tail had a mind if its own. He imagined if it was, Evi would say it with the straightest of faces while being absolutely mischievous about it... It would also give him a new opinion of the catgirl if it was true. Nevertheless, now it hung low and waved with her footfalls, as opposed to when he had it brushing up behind him... That level of control was not something he expected to see out of a person. "Well... If that's the case, maybe I should keep my eyes on it every now and then. Who knows what else it might do when you're not aware?" There was a hint of mirth in his features as he pulled away from speaking to Evi, their arrival at the bar and short exchange with the bartender taking his focus for the moment. As always, Graf was always happy to chime in and provide peanut gallery-quality interactions for Dalton as if to remind him of his impending doom. 'Buddy, you're going to regret this.' 'Stop talking about it and maybe I won't have to ruminate on it for long.' The price of a Cobalt Velvet was one that he didn't order more than once a week, and in his bid to be a good host for Evi, he didn't stop to think about how expensive this was going to be. He knew he was going to have to eat cheap for a week, maybe more, just to make up for this... But if it went over well with the mysterious catgirl who had business to discuss with him in private, then it would all be worth it. Before he could even think about what, however, he had to worry about the offense he caused the bartender. "Yikes! Sorry about that, I didn't notice that was an 'a' there..." He winced, leaning back incase this bartender was someone who got physical for the smallest sleights... Although being called an eel was probably not exactly a small sleight. He just had to memorize the name as she pronounced it. Rubbing the back of his neck and giving Evi an awkward shrug, it seemed like they were going to get their drinks soon. Maray was quick to wonder if he could afford it, to which he sighed and nodded. "I appreciate the 'concern', but I'm good for it." The last thing he wanted to do was be vocal about the price... Mostly because he felt concerned Evi might think something was amiss with him buying bit one but two expensive drinks just for them. Or maybe she would think there was some ulterior motives to him buying such drinks. The less said, the better... Which is why his face took on a neutral-at-best, displeased-at-worst look to it when she announced the price to Evi and the other two there. His own head tilted with an eyebrow twitching, before he sighed. "Revenge for the name thing, I guess, that's fair..." Maray probably had more than a little bit of a mean streak in her... All he had to do was roll with the punches and watch himself around her. Reaching into his pocket, he worked to pull free the bills from his wallet, Graf gleefully counting down the lost money as if to twist the knife in his shoulder, before he pushed the bills toward Maray. 'I'll check the nearest shop discounts on noodles while you enjoy your expensive catgirl date.' 'It's probably just going to be business-' 'Yeah, give her the business, buddy, WHOO!' He tapped his fingers with thinly veiled irritation on the bar top, letting it bleed off before he reached for his drink, picking it up and tipping the liquid to his lips... And just like that, any irritation he felt bled away and left nothing but relaxation. "Well-made... Thank you kindly, Maray." He raised the glass to the bartender, before he looked to Evi with a smile. "Having second thoughts there? ... Don't worry too much about the cost, just think of it like a welcome gift to the Garden."

Wahahah, Lero really did the research. :3 Brings a smile to my face (and lament to Dally's wallet).

Sleep well when you do. : ) I'll be in bed shortly for the last day of my weekend time gaming with friends and family tomorrow, and then during the week I'll be back to keeping on top of posts as usual.

There we go, Dally does a stupid. : p

There it was, the energy he knew. The booming music that reached deep into his soul and made the unassuming male want to break out into some of the weirdest dances... Mercifully, he had the sense of consideration to not make others watch his silly moments when others who DID deserve to have their dance moves witnessed did their work in the environment. The lighting only added to the mood, drawing a smile on his face as his eyes scanned the engironment. As expected, however, he noticed Evi kept her ears down. He regretted bringing her to this spot just a bit, but she seemed to adjust to it well enough after a while. She truly was adaptable, it seemed... And if her hearing was sensitive enough, anything he said to her, she could probably hear as long as he leaned close enough to say it. He leaned close, pausing for a moment as he kept one hand pocketed. "It takes some getting used to, but once you let the atmosphere in, it's easy to acclimate to. Before you know it, you'll probably find your hips swaying or tail wiggling to the music." Wouldn't THAT be a treat to see, he thought inwardly. He couldn't read her at all, even outside when he thought she was a distant or disinterested person, then surprising him with close contact. She was a threat, but not a dangerous one... More a threat to his understanding. In other words, she was well and truly a cat. She only showed as much interest as she was willing to give, and she'd probably show her claws if he was the sort to try anything. It was a good thing the music was loud enough, he couldn't listen to Dai or Ryoko say anything about him or Evi, such words would have likely drawn paranoia from him that others were so keen to eavesdrop, and from his point of view, seeing Ryoko hurry off for the bar simply gave him the idea she really wanted a drink, or several. Then again, if anyone knew he assisted law enforcement or worked with a special division to monitor unique cybercrimes, he was sure someone was gonna have it out for him. All the more reason he remained as boring and neutral as possible. Approaching the bar, there looked to be technical difficulties going on with the television... He prayed Graf didn't have a hand in it, but the petulant networm was quick to mention it wasn't him, someone was probably just bad with technology. Whatever the case... As soon as Maray spoke, he stumbled slightly. "Ouch, I come here all the time... But if I'm unknown, then I'm doing a good job of keeping to myself, heh. I normally order my drinks from the lounge or one of the tables while I watch folks dance... Anyway, I had staff order a pair of Cobalt Velvets not too long ago, I just figured I'd bring company inside to enjoy the drinks with a bit more liveliness... And, uh, apparently to make myself known. The name is Dalton, miss..." He squinted, trying to look at her name tag over the bright lights and hair covering one of his eyes, before his brow raises. "Moray? You're named after an eel?"

I had a dumb funny in mind @LEROZERO Is Maray wearing a name tag or something?

Ack, sorry folks, I'll get my reply up in a bit! >.<

If you think you can handle it, feel free to move them to the topic since I'm at work currently. xD But if you want to wait, I'll get it posted as soon as I'm back later in the afternoon. : ) Edit: Also what Satai said too. : p

I got a mitigate how often I talk before I think, especially in group topics like this. x_x I need to make sure everyone involved is on the same page from now on. (It occured to me last night how out of turn it felt to suggest I could move both Dalton and Evi over there, but I didn't consider if Chiyako would be on board for it. >.< I'm gonna make sure that doesn't happen again!)

"Heh, I'll take that as a compliment then... I am a little disappointed to hear attempts were made, but then I'm not very surprised either. This city... It's got too many dark spots and secrets to clean up. Still, it's probably telling you're here now despite what happened. Stronger than your appearance might appear to me, and I'll respect it." If what she said was indeed true, then she came out of it much better than he would have expected someone like her to. At best, she could have looked very, very different... At worst, she might not even be here right now. People were getting creative with how they attacked people as time and technology matched onward. Maybe the CTF could work well enough with law enforcement in the city to track down and deal with the people who used much more elaborate and creative means to find their victims. After all, Graf chancing upon him was a minor thing, despite how life-changing it was... What might happen if hackers created something more disruptive than him...? Would it be fair to say her mannerisms truly felt cat-like to him? She sat so... Prim and proper-like. Almost like a real cat that occupied a space and seemed content to stay there just to let others know it belonged to them. This was definitely not something he was expecting to run into tonight... But it would make for a more memorable evening than simply watching dancers, listening to music, and maybe trying to find company to chat up. Indulging in too much of a good thing could eventually become boring, but Evi introduced a surprise that helped him lighten up a bit. A surprise that was now beginning to scoot closer to him as his singularly exposed eyes widened a bit. "Um, Evi...?" He wanted to say something about 'personal space' first, especially before they got to know one another, but by then her leg had touched his, and the words caught in his throat. Holy crap, was she really a more direct sort? Did he kick out and find a girl who might push her luck and try to bully him?! ... Wait, that wasn't really a good thing, but in a controlled environment like this, it COULD be a good thing. His heartbeat began to pick up now, beating faster and... Louder? Wait, how could he start hearing his own- 'Oh, sorry, that was me. Just trying to set the mood~' ... Naturally, he could ignore that, in light of the fact Evi was now sitting much closer to him. He shivered a bit, suddenly feel something brushing against his back, only learning a moment later that it was her tail! Ugh, now he REALLY wanted a tail of his own. Sure, maybe his dad would disapprove of it, but it was his own body, why couldn't he have a little more fun with it? Expecting to hear the secret of where she got them, Dalton found himself lesning closer... But the actual truth only managed to stun him. "Wait, so then... They're not artificial...?" Did that mean they were surgically implanted? ... No, that level of control felt TOO natural, almost like she had them from birth... No, that was probably too farfetched. The most likely answer... Genetic splicing, maybe? But something like that would have critical implications if it was true, wouldn't it? Like violations against living rights? Technology like that... Only a big name corporation could pull off something like that. He came here to enjoy himself after a long day... But he certainly didn't expect to find someone this interesting in his evening. Let alone someone who was soliciting his assistance? Gods, he was ready to say yes, but he had to control himself. Don't act like she was making him fold! He needed to show he had some control left in him, as he nodded. "Well... I would like to help, but I'm not so sure I can trust you too much just yet. A pretty face is easy to fall for." I should know, it's happening right now! "Let's say for now that I'm interested in hearing your business proposal... But first, let's go get our drinks from the bar, enjoy the night life just a little before we get down to business. Something tells me the kind of business you have in mind is not the kind of business other people here might hope for... But might be the kind of business I'm familiar with." How right or wrong he was definitely remained to be seen, and if what he heard sounded good enough, he would make a little request before he accepted... === [OoC: There we go, maybe now I can stop bombing The Lounge and we can get them the main bar and dance floor next, to get their drinks and interact with Maray some. :3 Before private business talks can pro occur somewhere quieter for ease of conveying.]