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Oi oi oi! Wot's all this then? It's a bloke walking into a bar, that's what. He's in shirtsleeves with sweatstains under his armpits, his tie pulled down, his sleeves rolled up, and his trenchcoat carried over one arm

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"You've been traveling," notes the redhead sitting a few tables away.

She's got a plate of freshly ripe strawberries in front of her, and is planning on taking her sweet time going through them.

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John smiles at the voice, turns around, and leans his elbows back on the bar.

"You think?" he teases. "Might be I just starred in a Bollywood musical. You should see me dance sometime."

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The smile she offers in return is sweet enough as she idly turns one berry back and forth in her fingertips.

"Now that I might actually pay to watch."

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"Please tell me you'll stuff cash in my knickers," John replies with a wiggle of his eyebrows. He's watching that strawberry very carefully.

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"It's being very thoroughly considered."

The strawberry does wind up between her lips, but she doesn't bite down yet, holding it there until she can pick up her plate and join him, nearer his seat. Then, she bites, but just the end, chewing discreetly.

"Where did you come by all these lovely flowers?" she teases, setting the plate down to gently tug at a garland.

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It must be the world's most interesting strawberry, because John can't stop grinning at it. And the sharp, white teeth... and those lips...

*ahem*

"Place called India," John grins. "Hot as boiled shit and twice the pong. But they know how to throw a party." He leans in and adds, "Don't you want some cream with those berries?"

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There is something rather predatory in the way she devours the fruit - slowly, deliberately, drawn-out.

"I know a few places like that," Saffron confesses, followed by: "Is it something you think I should try?"

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Oh, what a smirk! "Oh, s'brilliant. Might make you swoon. And who've you been making swoon lately, you minx?"

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"Not nearly as many as I'd like," she counters, grinning wickedly.

"Whereas you've been breaking all kinds of hearts, I'm sure."

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John's smirk disappears in a flash; it's like the lights have gone out of his eyes. "No."

Ouch.

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"Oh."

She punctuates the syllable with another bite of the strawberry.

"Well, if you stick around long enough, I promise to swoon."

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"Sweetheart," John says in a rumbly purr with smile to match, "you stick around long enough, and I promise you'll swoon too."

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There's that grin again, and the mood eases.

"I'll hold you to it, baobei."

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John winks and says, "I'll show you what you can do with cream as well." He picks a strawberry from her plate and eats it in one bite, letting a bit of juice drip on his chin.

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"Yours is the kind of teaching I'd take a shine to learning from."

Her own fruit quickly finished, she licks the remaining juice off her fingertips and then reaches for another.

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John beats her to it, grabbing a berry and holding it up to her lips.