[Mason jogged a bit to catch up with her, stuffing his hands in his pocket. Grinning like the idiot he is because let's face it. It's not every day he gets handcuffed to a beautiful woman who happens to be a thief.
Enough to make a guy a little nervous. If he had any sense.]
[She looked over at him now and again, smiling at the grin. Bela had enjoyed his company so far and the fact that she found him attractive too didn't hurt a bit.
A few more minutes and they arrive at the pub. Which happens to be a traditional English one too.] Here we are.
Um. Excuse me...
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Once his wrist is free, he gives it a rub.]
There now. All better.
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Right. Is there a particular place you like to drink at?
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Enough to make a guy a little nervous. If he had any sense.]
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A few more minutes and they arrive at the pub. Which happens to be a traditional English one too.] Here we are.
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I found me a classy bird. I'm rather fond of whiskey myself. And scotch.
[And pretty much every other form of alcohol.]
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I'll have you know that I'm not always classy. And I wouldn't say no to scotch.
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[In Mason's mind, this signals the start of an awesome night.]
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[She feels the same and is interested in where this night will lead.]
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[Mason would be very happy if the night leads to a motel room. It's been a while.]
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