Three's company...or four

[ant_eros]

Anteros teleports himself and Flidais just outside his front door. His nosy neighbor who always swore Anteros was up to no good , had been walking past his window at the time they phased in. The man rubbed his eyes glancing briefly at the bottle of liquor he held in hand while staring out his window at the two of them, questioning the effect of the drink. Anteros smiled at him, "Good day to you Mr. Anderson."

Running his arm around Flidais waist and pointing out his car sitting out in front of his home, "There's my darling. What do you think?"