It's so unhealthy, but so good for me.

[un_beau_coquin]

Who: RED Spy and RED Sniper
What: Dinner date.
When: August 13.
Where:  First at Spy's place, then around town.
Warnings: The usual flirting and obnoxious accents. Otherwise, nothing really explicit.

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[un_beau_coquin]

"Bonsoir, mademoiselle," Spy says with his usual charming smile, "Zhank you for your kindness."

He bows and steps inside. When the drone's back is turned, he grimaces and slips his hand into his vest, pulling out his cigarette case. With a small sigh, he opens it and lights up.

The drone babbles at him and Spy just nods and smiles, waiting somewhat impatiently for his date to come out.

[un_beau_coquin]

It's hard not to hear the creaking of stairs when it's exactly what you've been waiting for. The drink in his hand is put on the table nearby so he doesn't forget about it and drop it.

When he lays eyes on Sniper, he's torn between laughing and staring. He could do both, of course, but he thinks better of it and approaches Sniper as he reaches the ground floor. Spy smiles at him, giving him the once-over.

"My, my, cheri, you do clean up well," Spy all but purrs, "Alzhough you look as comfortable as zhe Engineer when I get too close to 'is working space." He moves to adjust Sniper's collar, his lapels, trying to land little touches here and there without looking too motherly.