"Pretty sure I found him," Faye says, smile widening still as she waves down the server, turning dark lashes over to him and the most winning expression she can muster. "Two cups of sake, please. Preferably warm." The waiter nods with a splotchy flush spreading over his cheeks before ducking away, leaving Faye to speak only with her bounty head, who seems remarkably calm given the circumstances.
Wrinkling her nose, Faye traces invisible circles on the table, playful with the edge of a threat resting just under her skin.
"So, I hear that you've been a pretty busy boy," she says, conversational.
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Date: 2012-10-28 09:04 pm (UTC)Wrinkling her nose, Faye traces invisible circles on the table, playful with the edge of a threat resting just under her skin.
"So, I hear that you've been a pretty busy boy," she says, conversational.