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[nostalgiabomb]

[ He raises his bottle in turn, touching its lip against the side of her glass. ]

This is when I find out you're secretly a slave-driver, huh?

[stealwithit]

[ she looks thoughtful for a moment. ]

I mean, if you're into that...

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He laughs quietly, arching an eyebrow. ]

Only if you are.

[stealwithit]

[ she responds with a little chuckle of her own. ]

You're a riot, Quill. Truly.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He shrugs a shoulder. ]

Thanks. I do my best.

[stealwithit]

No wonder you've got dates lined up left and right, huh?

[nostalgiabomb]

Eh, well, what can I say? People seem to love a good sense of humor.

[stealwithit]

Right, because that's the only thing you've got going for you.

[nostalgiabomb]

Hey, now, I can't help it if my wit and charm have gotten me a few drinks, here'n' there.

I'm sure the same can be said of you, right?

[stealwithit]

Maybe. The whole enigmatic hood thing doesn't really a thing for a lot of people, though, but I don't blame them.

[nostalgiabomb]

Really? You'd think that'd make them even more interested. Pandora's Box sorta thing.

[stealwithit]

You think all the evils of the world are underneath my hood.

Wow. That might just be the strangest compliment I've ever received.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Simply: ] Snakes.

[stealwithit]

[ she just shakes her head ]

You're going to be so disappointed.

[nostalgiabomb]

I highly doubt it. But either way? I think I'll have to be the judge of that.

[stealwithit]

[ She gives him a sidelong glance as she takes a sip of her drink. ] Yeah, I guess you will.

If we ever get to that point, that is.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He flashes her a quick smirk. ]

You know, in a way? I kinda like the mystery. You've got a seriously secret agent super-spy vibe.

[stealwithit]

[ He'll earn a little laugh for that. ]

I've heard all of that before, many times. I don't really think it's just a vibe at this point, but hey, I'll take it.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He twirls the bottle on the counter top idly. ]

I've gotta ask, though. Why the hood? Why not wear a mask?

[stealwithit]

[ She hums in thought, playing with the straw of her drink between her fingers. ]

Not much of a point to a mask if I can turn invisible whenever I want. And I was going for that medieval rogue look, you know?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He huffs out a laugh. ]

Yeah? Dual-wielding poison-tipped daggers, I'm guessing?

[stealwithit]

More like silicon-carbide holo-blade kind of thing, but you know. Technology.

Though that's an idea...

[nostalgiabomb]

Ah.

[ He nods in understanding. ]

Fancy daggers.

[stealwithit]

Space dagger. But yeah, fancy dagger works too.

Anyway, I don't know if I'd get the same alluring super-spy effect wearing a mask, so there you go.

[nostalgiabomb]

Well, I guess it'd depend on the mask, but I guess you've gotta point.

I just figure -- I mean, what kinda weird sorcery do you have to do with your hoods to keep 'em from blowing over on a windy day?