"Hey Anders. How's my favorite rebel Mage doing?"
"What do you want Hawke?" He asks looking at me suspiciously.
"What I can't just drop by for a visit?"
"A visit yes, but not with that favorite Mage talk."
I smile sweetly. "Alright you caught me. I need your help."
"Please tell me you didn't pick up some disease from Isabela. She'll let anyone dock in her port."
I frown at him. "Don't talk about her like that."
"Fine sorry. So what can I help you with?"
"I want to make her jealous."
I laugh at his incredulous expression.
"Look yes we're together, but she refuses to talk about feelings or anything serious. So I figure if I get a little too friendly with a certain Mage…"
"Oh Maker."
"Look we're not going to do anything other than kiss. I think since we decided not to see other people it will shake her up enough to say something. Plus it might help you with a certain Chantry Boy." I wiggle my eyebrows.
He blushes. "How so?"
"Well I imagine if he fancies you, then seeing me all over you will shake him up a bit too. Maybe even enough to confess his undying love for you. Then one night you can sneak into the Chantry for a little surprise visit and take each other in the confessional."
He makes a choked noise. "Have you been reading those novels Isabela likes again?"
I shrug. "Maybe. So will you help? Please? Love hangs in the balance."
He rolls his eyes and sighs. "I might regret this, but alright. What's your plan?"
"Just be at the Hanged Man tonight for cards as usual. You'll watch how she reacts and I'll watch Sebastian for you."
"So we're going with the no plan, plan?"
I laugh. "Of course this way it can't get screwed up."
We shake on it. I leave to head to the market to shop for an appropriate outfit. Something short and tight enough to give Isabela a run for her money.