"You are definitely going to pay for this later," Owen says, and maybe he hasn't known Faye very long, but he does know that he's not too wild about being the bait in this plan. Especially when it involves what he's about to have to do. "Five minutes. Tops."
He heads off in the direction of the red head, not bothering to straighten his jacket first, instead taking it off completely. He's not sure why, it seems like it'll probably go better that way. At least, as well as this sort of thing can go. It's likely not as simple as offering to buy her a drink; something more like asking what he should drink might give off the right sort of vibe.
As much as Owen hates to admit it, he wishes Jack was around for this one.
Still, it's not long before he's headed back to one of the rooms with her, trailing behind and playing the part. At least for now. Just as soon as he finds the opportunity, he's sending the signal.
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Date: 2013-10-18 05:39 am (UTC)He heads off in the direction of the red head, not bothering to straighten his jacket first, instead taking it off completely. He's not sure why, it seems like it'll probably go better that way. At least, as well as this sort of thing can go. It's likely not as simple as offering to buy her a drink; something more like asking what he should drink might give off the right sort of vibe.
As much as Owen hates to admit it, he wishes Jack was around for this one.
Still, it's not long before he's headed back to one of the rooms with her, trailing behind and playing the part. At least for now. Just as soon as he finds the opportunity, he's sending the signal.