Momoko's Apartment, El Paso, Texas, Tuesday Night

[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime finished the last bite of fish and leaned back in his chair with a satisfied sigh. "That was pretty good," he told his dinner companion with a smile. "I didn't know you could fry fish so well." Not to mention the salad. Which hadn't been anything special, but had been very nice.

He took a moment to just appreciate it, then looked across the table. "So... you want dessert now, or do you need to digest first?" He'd brought a cake. Too big for two people, honestly, but he rather suspected that, given Momoko, that wouldn't really be a problem. Either they'd eat it all tonight, or she'd have some for later.

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[weldedtomyspine]

"Hey, I recognize a good idea when I hear one!"

[heromaniac]

"Do you really?" Why yes, that was an evil smile, Jaime.

[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime aimed a teasingly skeptical look at her. "And what happens if I say 'yes'?"

[heromaniac]

"Oh. Maybe I'd need to test you or something? Gather proof."

[weldedtomyspine]

"Mhmm." His eyes narrowed. "You're thinking something." Something devious, probably.

[heromaniac]

"I am." She was.

[weldedtomyspine]

"You going to share, or do I need to figure out a way to make you talk?" He'd be willing to try!

[heromaniac]

"Do you really think you can?" Oooh. His idea was sounding way better! "I'm pretty good at keeping a secret."

No she wasn't, but in this game? She'd totally try.

[weldedtomyspine]

"Ah, but I know a bunch of your weak points," Jaime said with a slow grin. "It probably won't take me long."

[heromaniac]

"Are you sure? It's been a while. Maybe I've grown an immunity or something."

Ahahahahahahahahahaha!

[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime looked over at her very seriously. "If you have grown an immunity to my charms, I think I shall be very, very sad."

[heromaniac]

"Well, that won't do," She pouted and pulled her untrapped hand around to trace the contours of his face. "Your sad face is cute, but totally not my favourite one you make."

[weldedtomyspine]

"So... say it ain't so," Jaime said with a grin.

[heromaniac]

She chuckled lightly and tapped his cheek with a finger. "No immunity. You can still make me go weak at the knees with just a smile."

...

"And I still find it adorably cute when you're wrong about Bitter Woman's canon."

[weldedtomyspine]

"Ah, ah, ah," Jaime said, shaking his head slightly with a grin. "No trying to distract me with your silly ideas about comics."

[heromaniac]

Heh. See? Totally cute grin.

"And what am I supposed to be distracting you from, exactly?" she asked. "I don't notice anything happening."

[weldedtomyspine]

"Oh, you want to talk about it?" Jaime was totally smirking, now.

[heromaniac]

Oooh. Smirking Jaime totally was an awesome face.

"Hmmm. Is there a better way to learn? I mean, what if something gets lost in the translation? English isn't my first language, after all."

[weldedtomyspine]

"I don't know... But I bet if we... put our heads together, we could come up with something."

[heromaniac]

"Oh?" She pressed forward and rubbed noses with him. "Like this?"

[weldedtomyspine]

"Well... that's a start..."

[heromaniac]

"Does that mean you've come up with something?"

[weldedtomyspine]

"I was going to see if you had any suggestions," Jaime pointed out with an unapologetic grin.

[heromaniac]

"I did have one," she mused.

[weldedtomyspine]

"And are you going to share?"