[ Oh. It hadn't clicked. The realisation catches in his throat, a laugh that trips out of him on one unvoiced beat. Satisfaction with the skill exchange is clear in the catch of Stephen's mouth, the lopsided pinch of his smirk.
He rewards the nailed accent check with the sudden apparition of a whisky glass beside the Manhattan. Queueing him up. ]
Not bad, Mr. Kovacs. I liked the delivery.
[ Showmanship is showmanship, subtle or not. But he's going to need to be at least two drinks in before he can get to the point - if he can ever really persuade himself there - and that means small talk. ]
Long day?
[ In the context of the last time I visited you at work you had my cock in your hand this feel like a slightly safer question than a more direct how was work?, but it screws him in advance for the turnabout. This'll really teach him to not have a job of his own to carry his side of conversations like this one when what he's actually been doing with his time is overseeing the continued unconsciousness of the woman in his room. ]
no subject
He rewards the nailed accent check with the sudden apparition of a whisky glass beside the Manhattan. Queueing him up. ]
Not bad, Mr. Kovacs. I liked the delivery.
[ Showmanship is showmanship, subtle or not. But he's going to need to be at least two drinks in before he can get to the point - if he can ever really persuade himself there - and that means small talk. ]
Long day?
[ In the context of the last time I visited you at work you had my cock in your hand this feel like a slightly safer question than a more direct how was work?, but it screws him in advance for the turnabout. This'll really teach him to not have a job of his own to carry his side of conversations like this one when what he's actually been doing with his time is overseeing the continued unconsciousness of the woman in his room. ]