I've been peeking, hoping to find you.

*peeks at the pics*
Nice!

she slips quietly inside the doors....moving over to where Morgana awaits....
nods slowly to her as she already knows of what she needs....
slipping to her special place where certain ones are allowed....
she curls up to set to do some reading as she awaits her drink.....

Typically, he uses a Nightwing Funko Pop doll to crush up his nose candy, but sadly the decor in here is lacking. So lamp it is.

Oh. Damn. He caught that reaction. He won't register it, sticking to his Heisty McHeist facts instead. But he'll keep it in his back pocket for now.

Cop? Oh, that gets a hard laugh. A deep, rumbling sound that has his shoulders tightening and the bed shaking a little. Like you just told him the benefits of consoles over PC gaming. He'll need a few extra moments to catch his breath and come down from that...

"I've played a cop a few times in a con or two. They usually ask too many questions. Too eager to be your friend. Forced banter. Forced slang. If you prompt them, they can finish a 'Super Troopers' or 'Brooklyn 99' quote."

More unfair cop profiling is directed at him. He chuckles lightly, mouth open. Tip of this tongue sliding along the top edge of his teeth. "You're half right there." Profiling ladies and an ego that prevents him from not acting on his forbidden knowledge.

There it is. That touch of your fingers through the mane. It draws a low growl from his throat, eyes shifting to catch yours and pierce across the space between them. The grin that follows is less playful than before, more...predatory. Like he just profiled the hell out of something.

"You want to wear a skintight catsuit while I do all the work?" It was a simple job. You could hold the tubes for the paintings open after he cuts them from the frame.

Dorian's eyes get heavy as he looks at you, but they maintain their precision focus on you. Greed with a touch of curiosity in his gaze. A moment to consider things...before he asks...

"How many benzos did you take?" Before he gets his hopes and anything else up.

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Vittoria

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"What?" she answered ambiguously as you called her out on the wild inconsistency between one moment to another, like she were just glaring at the Dorian Frost control panel and pushing random buttons, turning random knobs, flipping random switches.

Which one of these gets you to do what she wants? What the hell does she even want?

"I dunno, corner a dude who's carrying some bills and a heater, potentially get in trouble with his girlfriend…"

Sounds pretty dumb to her. She watched you dispatch the other pills with the same practiced ritual, albeit she would have assumed you wouldn't have used a lamp for it. It was a curiosity all the same, though now your hands seemed a lot more steady.

Holly nearly fucked herself up, her expression turning a bit, coy little fox grin as you said you were eyeing some art.

…only for that rising color to deflate suddenly when you meant so literally. "Oh."

Damn, that would have been bars, too. Her brain slowly rebooted and recalibrated to the fact that you were sharing facts, not feelings.

"I uh…" Well, she still had a handful of minutes before her benzos would start to make the room swim, and she let a heavy stripper heel tumble to the carpet. "Iunno… I thought you might've been a cop. Not local, obviously… some kinda Fed or whatever."

Holly gestured vaguely in your direction, waving her finger like she was pointing out details in sequence about you as she eased back into the motel bed. "Whole, like, ambitious young narco thing, cut like you aced the academy, ego like you can profile a bitch after two seconds with her…"

Without thinking, she dipped those well manicured fingers in Jesus's hair.

"I ain't stole nothin' in my life but hearts, baby… why, you got a place for an amateur?"

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