Jack arrived a few minutes early so he could get the car parked. He gave the keys to a valet with the very strict order that if it came back with scratches to him, or any sort of damage - he would know. And that he would inflict bodily harm. The car was new, after all.
How he dressed wasn't a far-cry from his normal attire. He wore a tie with a blue shirt, the nicer of his coats, and dress pants. It was suitable for a nice place like this hotel she was staying at. The restaurant there, Nightlife, seemed quite nice. And on passing it (taking a slight detour) he changed any plans he had made and decided to take her there. Somewhere they could walk to would be nice. It was difficult to have conversations when he was driving (the added bonus of him not having driven on the right side of the road for more than ten years made him slightly lose his touch
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Pepper wasn't unaccustomed to being given a once over. It seemed to be something her former employer did whenever she put on a new dress. Even in her new workplace, she'd caught a few of the guys in the office eyeballing her. Well, she did were skirts and had those mile-long legs. She smiled graciously, giving only the slightest indication that she noticed the look.
"Jack," she crooned in reply, crossing the lobby to meet him half way.
Jack moved to take her arm in his hand after giving a kiss on the cheek. "So good to see you again," and there was not a single part of that which could be called a lie. It really was - in every way, great to see her. He started forward, towards Nightlife.
"I can't complain," Pepper answered with a polite smile. Other than the plague of locusts and the monsters creeping out of the sea and all that. It's enough to make a girl crazy. She let Jack take her arm, prepared to follow where he led. Though after a moment, he was graced with a curious look. "We're eating here?"
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How he dressed wasn't a far-cry from his normal attire. He wore a tie with a blue shirt, the nicer of his coats, and dress pants. It was suitable for a nice place like this hotel she was staying at. The restaurant there, Nightlife, seemed quite nice. And on passing it (taking a slight detour) he changed any plans he had made and decided to take her there. Somewhere they could walk to would be nice. It was difficult to have conversations when he was driving (the added bonus of him not having driven on the right side of the road for more than ten years made him slightly lose his touch ( ... )
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"Jack," she crooned in reply, crossing the lobby to meet him half way.
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"How have you been?" he asked.
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