#ccsemberclub

"Yes, we must keep busy." Dry.

"Okay, what was that about?" Suspicious.

He chuckles. "Well. I am still developing writers. You have your own projects. We have the Club. The Freehold. There is Cassandra and my departure. And Magdalene." in good humor.

"Well, there you go, you're hardly retired at all, just re-purposed" Smug

He laughs, and kisses her neck. "I don't think that will work, but I can try it."

She enjoys the kiss, "I want you to be happy. You know that right?"

"I am!" He insists, perhaps startled at the statement. "Of course I know. And you know I want the same for you, yes?"

"Yes." She smiles, and looks about at the balefire and this hold, and the club through the mirror "I see signs of that all around me. But no where more than here" She slides into his arms "Now, let's go to bed. Otherwise if you keep kissing me like that I'm liable to have to clean the place up."

"Mostly because we'll end up knocking glasses off the bar"

He tsks. "I can't abide a mess for long. Well, if you insist." He rises and draws her with him. "Home, or the office? Or a booth here perhaps?"

A kiss, "Home to our bed."

"Home to our bed." He murmurs back. "Yes indeed." And he gets their coats and things, and they are Gone.

(End Scene)