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[sleightofhearts]

[See Tyki. See Tyki sitting at a table. See Tyki sitting at a table in what appears to be deep thought - can you see the smoke coming out of his ears

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[latenightmoon]

This place has it in for everyone. I'm starting to think it has a checklist on who to screw with next.

[sleightofhearts]

[He raises one glass to toast her, though he doesn't knock it back.]

Well hello, Beautiful.

[latenightmoon]

[She's eyeing it like most people eye snakes.]

Hello Tyki. Being a glutton for punishment again?

[sleightofhearts]

Love, by now, you've probably realized that I spend more time trying to get myself out of punishment.

[Swirls the cup around.]

[latenightmoon]

You're the one that hangs around it like a masochist looking for a lady with a whip.

I'm not drinking it for you.

[sleightofhearts]

Hardly; if it really was like a lady with a whip..... [Chuckle] ... well then...

Oh, come now, you really think so low of me? I'm hurt. [Not really.]

[latenightmoon]

...spare me the details. Pervert.

I could go with lower but you'll make a comment if I do.

[sleightofhearts]

By all means, I'll make a comment anyway, Love.

[latenightmoon]

I know you will but I'm heading off the really bad ones early.

[sleightofhearts]

Oh, Mother. You always take my fun away.

[latenightmoon]

You're so unoriginal you can't find a way to thwart me? [She frowns at the mother crack with a bit of a scowl to it.] I'm younger than you.

[sleightofhearts]

Are you? It's easy to forget with your hair and all.

[latenightmoon]

You're ignoring my question. And just because my hair is longer doesn't make me older than you.

[sleightofhearts]

By all means, I'm not talking about the length of your hair. That color is quite dashing on you.

[latenightmoon]

[This look. She's not pleased with your commentary.]

[sleightofhearts]

[Hat tip.]