Conversation 4

*James is walking past Scarlet's apartment when he hears banging. He gets concerned and goes to her door. He finds it slightly ajar and looks in to see her smash a glass and he immediately walks in. This will have swearing in it. May get fairly sexy too*

James: "Scar? You okay?"

Scarlet: "Nope. Was I really that loud?"

James: "A little".

Scarlet: *mumbles* "Diplomatic bastards. Ugh". *picks up another glass*

James: *holds her arm to stop her throwing it* "Hey now. Wanna share what happened?"

Scarlet: *puts the glass down* "I met with a scientist/diplomat who I have been a fan of his work. He seemed sweet despite his powerful position, not arsehole like at all. I then heard something I wish I hadn't. Fucking prick".

James: "A pendejo eh?"

Scarlet: *laughs* "A massive one. Ahem. He said to a colleague that he had looked at my work, and thought I was dumb. That I clearly fucked my way to get where I am now. He even bet credits on how many of the higher up then me men I have slept with. Fudging arsehole". *growls* "It's not true, if you were wondering".

James: "Never thought it was. You ain't like that. El cabron. What I wouldn't give to see my reflection in his eyes before I hit him".

Scarlet: "Hit him? The sexist twat, I kinda, erm. Err".

James: *smirks* "What. Did. You. Do? You know you want to tell me".

Scarlet: "I kinda tripped him up. Made it look like an accident though. Que se sentía bien".

James: "You speak Spanish?"

Scarlet: *waves her hands* "Only a tiny bit". *goes to pick up the broken glass*

James: "Er, shortass, you are gonna get cut if you do that". *hands her a tea towel*

Scarlet: "Sorry, I am not thinking straight". *picks up the glass with the towel and puts it in the bin* "Say, since you are here...".

James: *scans the room* "Let me guess, you want me to put back the things you threw? How the joder did you throw that chair?"

Scarlet: "You'd be surprised at my strength. Pretty please?" *flutters eyelashes, feigning being a diva*

James: "And what reward do I get?"

Scarlet: "Reward? How dare you sir". *laughs* "Got a bottle of rare whiskey, and I have two glasses that were spared my wrath". *laughs again* "Oh and I made whiskey ice cubes, cannot stand ice, waters things down. If I wanted watered down whiskey, I'd ask for it".

James: "I like the way you think". *fixes up the room whilst Scarlet watches*

Scarlet: "Thanks for that. Aw, that make you all hot and bothered? Here". *passes him the whiskey filled glass*

James: "Lil' bit warm yeah". *takes off his shirt and knocks back the drink* "Not bad at all".

Scarlet: "Good job I have seen you shirtless before, otherwise I'd kick you out of my apartment for indecent exposure". *laughs and knocks back her glass, filling it again*

James: "Indecent? Is this indecent?" *stand right in front of Scarlet's gaze*

Scarlet: "Please tell me that was a rhetorical question. Right, I am ordering a pizza, cannot be arsed cooking, not in the mood I am in right now. Want one?"

James: "Eh, alright". *nudges against Scarlet's arm* "I'm pretty sure I can help with your mood you know".

Scarlet: *orders the pizzas and smirks* "Oh and I am getting cake. I'll work it off tomorrow, running around after sexist arse. And help me? Hmm". *kisses his cheek*

James: "Damn, some girls would kill to be like you. Eat what they want and still stay slim. And yeah help". *smirks* "Wait, work? Work for that cabron? Really? No havin' that".

Scarlet: "So then, you'll be my bodyguard then? Pretty sure in seeing you, his sexist ways will disappear and fast. That or he'll be like, oh the slut has a new man, what a surprise". *buries her head in James' chest*

James: "Your vocabulary has certainly become rather disgusting tonight shortass". *laughs and nuzzles her hair*

Scarlet: *shivers a bit on contact with his tags* "It has. Turned all authoritarian on me now have we? Gonna tell me off, Sir?" *laughs*

James: "Yeah, in my own special way of course".

Scarlet: "Oh I'm so scared". *giggles* "Your tat is looking a little dry hun". *grabs the tattoo salve from her coffee table and drinks some more whiskey* "Want some on?"

James: *nods* "Aw, taking care of me now. Come to think of it, my muscles are a bit tense. I could do with a massage".

Scarlet: "Oh you are so milking it now. But I'll oblige, since you will be helping me tomorrow. Bodyguard rules are...". *puts the cold salve on his tattoo*

James: *shivers* "Fuck, that's stuff's cold. Rules? Why rules?"

Scarlet: "Rule number 1, no walking behind me or in front. We walk side by side. 2. If anything kicks off, we run, if we can get back here, then great. If not, we separate and meet at the tattoo parlor. And 3. Cerberus are still after me, so you can sleep here. On the couch, or in the spare room. Is that okay?"

James: *mock salutes* "Yes ma'am". *pulls Scarlet up so she is sitting on his lap*

Scarlet: *bites her lip* "Erm. I look terrible in the morning so if you do sleep here, no laughing at me okay? Even if I do look like one of the walking dead".

James: *tilts his head at her* "Getting shy now?"

Scarlet: *gets her glass, drinks all of it's contents, and keeps the whiskey cube in her mouth* "Not at all". *passes him the ice cube, mouth to mouth*

James: *licks his lips* "Not bad, not bad at all. See this is another reason why I like you. Spontaneity is a trait I love".

Scarlet: "Good, cause if you want, you are stuck with it".

James: "Yeah...yeah I do". *kisses Scarlet's cheek*

Scarlet: *turns her face as some blush appears. Her door bell rings* "Right, pizza's here. James, J...stop it".

James: *pulls her down and kisses her deeply*

Scarlet: *stands up and takes a deep breath* "So I take it you are staying tonight then?"

James: "You bet I am".

Scarlet: *walks away, smiling*