"Suffice to say, going somewhere far away from both our works sounds good. I do know a pretty good place. I've heard they even do body-shots," he added with a teasing smirk.
"It's not an excuse, it's the truth," she kept going, though her shy smile said otherwise. "And I have never been one of the 'cool kids', so it's not the case."
At his next words though, she raised her shoulders slightly and took an intake of air. "I am not exactly one for body-shots, I thought you already know that. But if you like it, I would love to be there," she smiled, her brown eyes looking straight into his this time.
He looked at his watch, gave a low whistle. "Listen, would you like to go get breakfast? We'll be kicked out of here soon and I'd like to treat you. I know this great little place that is open pretty much 24 hours..."
At his next question, she raised her hazel eyes to look at him. She smiled slightly and nodded a little bit. "Sure, I would love to," she replied. She has overreacted, so spending a bit more time with him could only do good.
"Brilliant. Shall we, then?" He offered her an arm, nodding farewells to the lone staff staying behind and to the bouncers as the pair passed them. "I have a question though - up until the work hiccup, did you enjoy your night?"
Smiling still, she gently took his arm and started out of the club. She looked up into his eyes when he spoke. "I did, I enjoyed the night," she assured him, nodding slowly. "And I overreacted about all this; it's not like your job is a shame, it was just... unexpected."
He looked around the city as he walked. It had lost most of its charm since he'd been here so long and the city's beauty was now a thing that went unnoticed. But tonight, walking the near-empty streets with Idrys made him see why he'd loved it in the first place. "It's alright," he replied with a shrug. "It's not every day that you meet someone in my line of work, so the reaction was kinda understandable. Doesn't make me a man-whore either, like most people would think," he said, a hint of sadness in his tone. Girlfriends never seem to have understood that fact...
"But hey - we all do jobs that aren't lovely and proper if we have to. After all, the rent does have to be paid!" he added with a laugh. "And as you've seen at your work - minimal clothing sells."
Hearing Alex's next words, she laughed lightly and nodded, looking ahead this time. "Yes, I did notice, unfortunately," she smiled, shrugging a bit. "They made me wear those slutty outfits a few times. Don't think they'll do it again after what happened last time," she mumbled, though she knew that the man didn't know what she was talking about.
"What happened last time?" he asked, curiosity getting the better of him. It could only be one of two things, really - either a customer hit on her or she was so far out of her comfort zone that she couldn't even see the coast. Or she upstaged the girls in her outfit, the flirty part of his mind couldn't resist adding.
She sighed softly hearing his question. It had happened the night they met, when he kind of saved her from a not-so-pleasing man, but it seemed like it was not over. It was nothing... There was this man, I think he was in his late forties. After throwing at me flirty words and sick looks, he just got up, took the tray away from me and pinned me against the wall. And unlike last time, I managed to get rid of him all by myself, but Juliet thought that it was better for us to be more decent, because it might help.
"Anyway, I'm glad you don't have to wear the clothing. I doubt it be very comfortable anyway." That stuff might look sexy, but chances are it was as comfortable as hugging a porcupine. Then he blinked in faint recognition at her next words. "Hang on - isn't that the night we first met?"
She chuckled slightly at his next words. Yes, that's how we met, she smiled. That memory had a special place in her heart, despite the fact that she would never admit it. You saved me from that sick pervert. Next time, I did it myself, as you were not there, she joked, shrugging a little bit.
"Ah yeah, I remember that night. I'm glad I could help you," he replied with a smile. One thing he couldn't stand was when people treated women as objects, as just something they could stare and perv at and who had no mind of their own. "That guy was a creep. And glad you learnt some tips from me - unfortunately us superheros can't be everywhere at once," he laughed.