As we stepped out of the limo, with Stein as our chauffeur, I couldn't help but feeling a little like royalty. I had never been to this kind of thing other than on recon but this time it felt different. Maybe it was the fact that I had a dress that would put actual princesses to shame. Or, maybe it was the fact that I finally had a date that I couldn't stand in the best way possible.
Once we were inside, all we had to do was locate the secret room where Savage was keeping the serum that he used to give his minions a taste of immortality. It sounded easy enough but knowing Rip, it was never really that easy. The hard part of the mission this time was that the place was larger and grander than anything I have ever seen- including the Queen Mansion. We somehow had to look around all of these rooms without getting caught.
"Ok so here's the plan. We're gonna pull the usual trick of the drunk couple looking for some place to get lucky. It worked last time with Rip but I'm hoping Savage changed the guards so we don't have to worry about them not falling for it. Got it?"
"So are we going to actually get drunk or are you one of those prudes who can't fight with a little alcohol in her system?"
"All I know is I'm not letting this champagne go to waste."
"Sounds like a plan."
And true to my word, I did not let a single drop of it go to waste. Nobody can really blame me though, I mean what's a girl to do with endless champagne at somebody else's expense? After I had made sure that Snart was at least a little tipsy, I asked him to dance.
"Care to dance?"
"Um, no. I don't dance Lance. I thought the 70's cleared that issue up."
"Come on, one little dance won't kill you. And don't forget that you're my date and if we want the whole drunk hookup thing to work, we need to sell it that you are at least a little bit interested in me."
"Fine, one dance."
He led me onto the floor and sure enough, Leonard Snart actually knew how to dance. As we swayed in time, I could hear his heart beating and for once, I was at peace. Until I felt something on my shoulder. Oh boy was he in for it now. I don't know why in his right mind he thought he could slip the knife from my dress strap without me noticing. I didn't say anything in the moment, only because I was plotting my revenge in my head.
Later, as the party was in full swing, we decided to pull our little stunt. I pulled my fake but slightly real drunk stumble and put on my best bimbo laugh. To my surprise, Leonard actually did a convincing job of the role of the drunk about to get lucky playboy. Maybe it was because he had done this in the past. Either way, I didn't want to know.
We finally found the guards and they strictly pointed us back to the main rooms, which meant we had found the secret lair. Before we went back to the Waverider though, I had one little loose end to tie up.
When we had gotten out of sight the guards and around the corner, I took my shot at revenge. I shoved him up against the wall and kissed him so passionately that I think he might have gone dizzy. He did kiss me back though and I let it go on for awhile for two reasons. One was that I needed to distract him while I slipped my knife out of his coat pocket. Two was that it felt so right, I wondered if there maybe was a thing between us. I mean, everybody else had already said something about it, so it was possible that they were seeing something that we weren't. Either way, I let my mind wander to the daydream of being with him, and it wasn't as appalling as I expected. It actually was kind of nice. I remembered my mission though and pulled my head out of the clouds.
I could feel him shuddering as I whispered in his ear. "If you ever try to steal from me again, I'll use this knife to slit your throat."
And with that, I took my exit. It was time to go anyways and also for dramatic effect and what not. A little part of me expected him to follow me, but when I turned around he hadn't moved an inch.
"Are you coming or not?"
"Yeah, I'm just wondering when you're going to give me back my wallet."
Obviously he noticed, even I knew that he would notice. But, apparently I had more than alcohol in my system than previously expected because I took it with the intention of having a reason to talk to him. And although I have no recollection of what I said next, Snart remembers quite well.
"Well then, I guess you'll just have to come get it later." After I replied with that and a smirk, I made my final exit.
Luckily he didn't say anything as we left the party, which gave me time to plan my escape from the Waverider. Before I packed my bags and ran off into the night, he knocked on my door.
"About that wallet."
As I gave it back to him, I could see the wheels turning. When he spoke, he was softer than usual, the snark was gone.
"I meant what I said earlier, about you. That doesn't mean you aren't pretty all the time, you just looked especially beautiful tonight."
Ok, now I had to stop myself from tearing up. "Thank you. You Like the dress? I had Gideon custom make it."
And old Sara decided that now was the time to make her grand reappearance because my mouth started moving before I knew what I was saying. "That's not the only thing I had made in this color."
"Prove it."