"Alright, easy Disco Boots," Owen says, and there's a grin on his face, even then, "No need to get wound up."
And as much as Owen hates to not have had any say in just how they're going to about this, he has to admit that Faye has a point. He can make all the girl on girl jokes he likes, but that doesn't change the way all this works.
Still, he didn't exactly expect to be out this evening chatting up a vampire as bait. It's not that he can't or won't, he just thinks he's likely a bit rusty with all aspects of this.
He's about to open his mouth and say something cheeky about her collars comment when a flash of red over her shoulder catches his attention.
"Spotted," he says through his teeth, "at your eight."
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Date: 2013-10-14 02:48 am (UTC)And as much as Owen hates to not have had any say in just how they're going to about this, he has to admit that Faye has a point. He can make all the girl on girl jokes he likes, but that doesn't change the way all this works.
Still, he didn't exactly expect to be out this evening chatting up a vampire as bait. It's not that he can't or won't, he just thinks he's likely a bit rusty with all aspects of this.
He's about to open his mouth and say something cheeky about her collars comment when a flash of red over her shoulder catches his attention.
"Spotted," he says through his teeth, "at your eight."