#datenight

She snuggles with him

"Mmmm....." A low growl, but he puts an arm around her. "You are delaying. Which is, of course, your right."

"you think I should rush into a specific plan? Caesar, as you might have heard, thinks I should get your input on Magdalene. You know her better now. both sides. We know about the coin. what do you think?"

"Rush into anything, no. However...." He draws an envelope from his pocket. ".... tickets. Opening night. Three of them."

"Mmm nice touch. To show our support or show that we know?"

He just smiles.

"I suppose it depends on the needs of the day?"

A low throaty chuckle, "I agree. We should show up, gauge her reaction. Oh. I took some liberties. I enchanted the apartment building's owner for a short time, learned a lot. Give me one enchanted evening with him I could have him hand it over happily. Whether that's a way to save her rent or get more leverage I'm not sure."

"MMmm... you seem to have so many more tools than I do." He sighs.

"I like your tool, and how you handle it." Playful squeeze and shameless grin

He puffs a chuckle and rolls his eye. "Yes, Dearest."

"Very well, Opening night. I do look forward to it. Shall I keep an eye on her?"

"You walked into that one" She does let out a chuckle then "Yes, dearest please. If it doesn't intrude too much on your other duties and free time? I don't want you to have no play at all"

"I am reminded of a time I asked you to keep me busy, and out of trouble." Wryly.

"Yes, but you can only have so much vitamin e in your diet." Straight faced

His lips twist as he regards her.

"Dearest... Callidora." He chuckles. "I do love you."

"And I you. Then we'll be there with proverbial bells on, watch 12 Angry Women, and have three options, support her openly, threaten her indirectly, or at act like I don't know jack because really, Autumn is a dreamer I know who else would I be seeing?"

"Mmmm.... Yes, please." He likes the idea.

A nod, "We'll be ready. Mmm dress nice dear. Wealth can be used for intimidation if we need it as you well know."

"Oh, I plan to. Can I wear my snowman hat?"

A laugh, "I'm not sure how intimidating that would be but... who am I to deny when you want to wear a token I gave you?" A pause "Oh, did Caesar tell youhe escaped my sweater? Sneaky fellow gave it to Tanith because she was cold."

"He ... did he? Oh. What a... " Thoughtful. "... a... a... Well, I ... Hm."

"He knows I can't fuss at him when he does it that way"

"Clever. Hm"

"Yes," She slips into his lap. "I think she's attracted, but hard to say."

He makes room. "Is he?"

"He's a satyr, he'll wonder. But I think it's mostly physical. He's a sweet boy, a saint, so he takes it easy."

The boggan shakes his head in wonder, and maybe disbelief.

"I don't know, maybe there's some troll in our line I don't know about" A laugh

He clears his throat and asks delicately. "I don't suppose his father....?"

"Not that I knew of, and, thank god, he did not have an Iowan Accent."

"Whew." This seems to make the boggan relieved.

She begins to snigger into his chest at the look on his face

He chuckles back.

"I suppose I should check in with either of our kittens, if you have not."

"That's a good idea," She says "I do worry just a bit." A smile, "But for tonight? Come to bed? it's finally late, and I sleep better with you by me. "

"Of course." He waits for her to stand, and takes any drinks still out. "I'll tidy up and be right there."

"You're an angel." A kiss, and she slips on out, no doubt to put on something nice for him.

He grins and collects things, washes up, sets machines washing and locks doors, turns off lights.

Then heads upstairs.

(End Scene)