Coffee Shop - Saturday

[nam_flyer]

Murdock could have just as easily made his own coffee in his own apartment, but the coffee shop had the advantage of possible company

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[sweetsaltynuts]

Willy Wonka walked into the coffee shop. "Oh my goodness, it's you and here I am and it's me." He rushed over to where Murdock was. "Oh dear me isn't it a rarity to run into friends at a coffee shop?" He looked thoughtful, "They should make a show, about friends, meeting in a coffee shop."

[nam_flyer]

Murdock grinned up at him. "That's a great idea! I'd bet it'd be a really popular show." He waved a hand at the chairs, "Pull up a seat, dude."

(heh, somehow pushed a shortcut thingy which made it post too soon. lol)

[sweetsaltynuts]

Willy pulled a chair up and looked at Murdock's apple danish. "I do wish they had lemon danish with cream. Have you ever had that before?" Returning his thoughts back to the television show he said, "Oh yes it would be, I can just see it. Sitting around drinking coffee, never actually working. I would be such a fan of my own creation."

[nam_flyer]

"Lemon with cream? Mebbee. I can't really remember. Ooh, you could suggest it to them for their menu. Any good business is always open to suggestions." Just not usually the variety of ones Murdock offered. "I love the idea of sitting around, drinking coffee and never working. Now, if we could just get paid for it..." he smirked.

[decadentbohemia]

Greta slid into the seat beside Murdock. "That's what I do, darling. It is, of course, fabulous." She snapped her fingers at the nearest waiter. "Garcon, double macchiato."

[nam_flyer]

He chuckled lightly and smiled at her. "And I'll bet you're every bit o' awesome at it. I'll have to admit though, that I would still need to get out and do some flyin'. It's just as good as not workin'," he smirked.

[decadentbohemia]

Greta perked up slightly. "Flying? I love getting high, darling." She smiled and winked at him. Her coffee was set down on the table before her and she took a sip. "You're a pilot? Mmmm, that's delicious."

[nam_flyer]

Murdock was thinking strictly in terms of actual altitude and air speed, not even considering any other implications that statement could involve. He could be so innocent at times.

"A woman after my own heart." A sly grin appeared. "Delicious? What, the coffee or me bein' a pilot?"

[decadentbohemia]

Greta gave a low sound of amusement. "Maybe both?" She grinned as she took another sip of coffee. It had become quite apparent that the poor dear had developed a crush and she decided she would enjoy teasing him just a little. "You want to take me for a ride?"

[nam_flyer]

He laughed merrily. "Oh, would I. I'd take you as high you wanna go." His grin widened. "I'm up for it whenever you are."

Oh, the subtext!

[decadentbohemia]

"Mmm," Greta nodded, impressed with Murdock's choice of words. "Perhaps a man after my own heart." Greta got up and walked over to the cigarette machine. Leaning over the counter, she grabbed the keys beside the till and used them to unlock the door to the machine. She took out a couple of packs of cigarettes, locked the door again and dropped the keys behind the counter.
Making her way back languidly to Murdock, swaying slightly to the loungy music playing overhead she opened a pack, setting the rest down on the table. "I have no plans, darling. Lets get high today."

[nam_flyer]

"Good to be the owner, eh?" he smirked at her raiding of the machine. Then he got distracted just by watching her walk. Mmmm.

"Sounds like the day just got suddenly full," he grinned. "An' it's only polite to let the lady to take the lead, so...how soon do ya want me?"

[decadentbohemia]

Greta laughed, danced her way slowly to and back from the counter again, this time with a lighter. She lit a cigarette, tilting her head slightly as she considered Murdock for a moment. Almost inaudibly she murmured to herself, "Hmm, there is always a first time for everything." And then addressing Murdock, "We should take it slow. Being that high might be a little too high, if you know what I mean." She sighed and threw her head back with a chuckle. French-inhaling her cigarette she bent down close to Murdock, "My penthouse might be a good place to start."

[nam_flyer]

He had to think for a moment. Were they talking about the same thing? Did it really matter?

"Slow's good. Very good," he agreed while watching her, and her every move. God, she so was damn hot. "I like your way of thinkin'," he replied low.

[decadentbohemia]

Greta took a long look into his eyes and then raising an eyebrow, smirked, "Of course you do, darling." She began dancing again to the music and sang along, taking Murdock's hand, "Come on to my house, to my house, I'm gonna give you candy.."

[nam_flyer]

He rose to his feet, following her along and swaying with her, smiling. "Candy, hmmm?" he murmured. He swung her about slowly, still moving with the music, then pulled her gently back in. "I do like candy." Even if it was teasing, he was enjoying every second of it.