[ She doesn't respond to his own double entendre; instead, her eyes flick back to the seats below them to watch the audience members start filing back to their seats. As much as Cadence wants to bolt from the concert hall and run from him, this stupid show, all of it, she is nothing if not stubborn.
He's already seen her squirm enough, he won't get more of a show from her. ]
[ Clay can be thick, but takes the hint at her attempt to escape, not even doing his usual ass-kissing (and, he reminds himself for his own sake, to keep control) offer to go get it for her. Quickly thinking, he tries to ensure that she will return and not run from the theater. The arm over her chair stays over her coat and he responds with a request. ]
Go now then; I think they stop adding to the ordering line once intermission is over.
[ He quirks a smile, knowing her even at this point to be capable of being… well, Cadence. She’s a horrific partner all things considered. And calling her that is in itself dicey. They’re on the books for dates but it’s hardly a relationship besides one for business besides that. ]
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He's already seen her squirm enough, he won't get more of a show from her. ]
...I want a drink. Have they closed the bar yet?
stubborn is as stubborn does
Go now then; I think they stop adding to the ordering line once intermission is over.
[ He quirks a smile, knowing her even at this point to be capable of being… well, Cadence. She’s a horrific partner all things considered. And calling her that is in itself dicey. They’re on the books for dates but it’s hardly a relationship besides one for business besides that. ]
Can I trouble you for an old fashioned?