Fourth Dimension Fine Arts and Antiques, Sunday, 11/12

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Sophie had found this week mildly maddening; she'd been sleeping at the mainland three nights out of five, just to feel normal. She was hoping rather strongly that this ridiculous hormonal week would be over soon

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Max was heading back to his place. Or, at least, that was the plan. He was tense, and needed a cold shower and... a shirt with more than half of its buttons intact.

But when he realized the gallery was still open, he figured... why not stop in? It'd been far too long since he caught up with Sophie, after all.

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Far too long indeed. Sophie found herself giving Max's unbuttoned shirt a very appreciative smile before grinning at the man himself. "Hello, Max. It's been a while."

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For his part, Max found himself wishing that Sophie had a few buttons undone. "Too long, Sophie. Too long."

"How have you been?"

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Did it help that her skirt was extra-short, since the persistent heat was annoying her this week?

"Oh, rather well. Business. An apprentice or two." She gave him a slow smile. "This week, rather distracted."

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It did help. Or didn't. Depending on how you wanted to define 'help'.

"Apprentices? In art curation?" Or in something more interesting?

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"Among other things," Sophie said, amused. "And how have you been? And what have you been up to?" Her smile crimped higher as her gaze drifted down to his shirt, and an eyebrow lifted.

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"Teaching," Max answered. "And... finding this week to be very... tense."

He glanced down at his shirt and managed a little smirk. "And destroying my wardrobe."

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"Mmmmmmmmmm." That was a very speculative hum. Sophie crossed her legs.

"You know. I might have one of your shirts... upstairs."

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Sohpie's leg-crossing was highly distracting.

And her offer? Even more so.

"Oh? Isn't that... convenient." Max actually couldn't remember if he'd left one here, but... he was perfectly willing to spend some time looking.

Or doing other things.

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Geoffrey having been gone for... some time now, and not planning on returning, Sophie felt that having a Scavenger Hunt with Max was not out of bounds. Especially during a week like this.

"You know that I'm always up for helping a friend in need," Sophie purred, slowly rising from her desk. "I'd hate for you to catch a chill, Max."

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"And you know I never turn down such a generous offer from a beautiful woman," Max laughed.

"Besides, I'd hate to be... chilled."

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"Then perhaps we should search upstairs. It's warmer up there anyway." Sophie crossed to the front door, and turned the sign over to CLOSED - Visit again soon!, then turned back to Max, and absently fingered one button-hole. "Unless this is too demanding an enterprise for you right now?"

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"Well, the sooner we start looking, the more time we have to look, right?"

Yeah. Look.

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"Mmmmm," Sophie said again, agreeably, her fingers skipping down from the buttonholes to his arm, trailing down the inside of his wrists to capture his fingers. With a sigh of mixed relief and amusement, and only a little wistfulness. "This could take a while." She tugged on his fingers, backing towards the staircase, dimples flashing wickedly. "So we'd better start now."

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Max followed her with a laugh, tugging back just enough for some playful resistance. "Lucky for you, I've got plenty of time."

And energy. Waaaay too much pent-up energy.

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"Brilliant." Sophie smiled as she turned to lead him up the staircase, giving him a very promising look over her shoulder. "We wouldn't want to miss anything while we were searching, would we?"