Tommy smirked as he watched Kate attempting to focus on the notepad in her lap.
He could tell that she was just stalling for time, as even from his own seat he could see that there was very little written on the paper and she'd been pretending to read it for the last fifteen minutes,
"Are you nervous?" he asked her,
She looked up quickly and her cheeks stained red, "No" she insisted, "Are you?",
He laughed, "Of course not, I do this sort of thing all the time, although I am starting to doubt that you do",
Kate frowned at him and swiftly placed the voice recorder on the table between them, the little red light on the side of it glowing, "Shall we start?" she grumbled,
"Sure" he scoffed in response.
"Last week you were photographed spending the evening with the Russian ballet star-"
"Karina" Tommy said cutting in, a fond smile on his face, "She was really something" he mused,
"Does that mean you're in a relationship?" the journalist asked, sucking her teeth impatiently,
"I might be" he shrugged, "It depends how this interview goes",
Kate chose to ignore the suggestive look he was giving her, even if it was incredibly difficult to do so, "What does a teenager such as yourself do in your free time?" she asked, looking to her notepad once more.
"What do I do in my free time? I ride my motorbike, I get the jet ski out when it's sunny, sometimes I go down to the race track and do a couple of laps, I swim, I go to the gym, oh, and I party, like all the time" he replied, laughing as he spoke,
The ravenette looked at him, a small smile now across her face, "Funny you should mention that, I was just about to ask" she began, "How do you respond to being called the 'Maximoff party boy'? From what I understand, it's become your official title in most of the tabloids",
Tommy scoffed again, "I'd say it's a rather fair assessment" he admitted, "But what's wrong with that? I like to have fun, so what?",
"Don't you ever worry that you're following in your uncle's footsteps? If your motorbike accident six months ago is anything to go by, I'd say you're fairly close to it" Kate answered.
It was true, Tommy was very like his uncle in more than just looks, recently he'd been proving that to the press.
Partying with celebrities, getting into fights at clubs, even crashing his motorbike on more than one occasion (the last accident had been particularly bad, him having been stuck in hospital afterwards for four months with a broken wrist).
The teen was now frowning, "My uncle is a great man" he said firmly, "I don't 'worry' that I'm going to be like him, I know I'm going to be like him",
"So what you're saying is, you're going to be a 'great man'?" Kate asked,
A smirk broke his steely resolve, "A fantastic one",
"Even when you're serious you're joking" the girl said shaking her head,
"What can I say? I'm a funny guy" Tommy shrugged,
"Truly" she said plainly, "Have you any other hidden talents?",
"Oh Kate, my dear, you're going to have to wait and see aren't you?" he laughed.
Kate glared at him, she was starting to get a little sick of his constant flirting, in fact, she thought to tell him as much,
"All you do is flirt with people don't you?",
"Only if they're very very pretty and worthy of my time" he responded,
Well that shut her up,
"And you-"
Oh, he wasn't finished,
"You are exceeding pretty Kate, far prettier than a lot of girls I've been giving my time recently, in fact" he continued, "I think I need to start upping my standards, as you really exceed them. You are worthy of every last minute of my time" he said, charm oozing from his words,
Kate knew that her cheeks were glowing bright red, and as much as she wished they weren't, she really couldn't help it. She looked down to her notebook, letting her hair cover her face, hoping that it would stop him from noticing her current state,
"Don't ignore me Kate, and don't pretend you don't love all the attention",
She shot him a hard stare once more,
"How long has it been? Six months?" Tommy asked curiously,
"How long has it been since what?" she replied,
"You know, since you last did the crotch tango" he shrugged,
Kate groaned, "You're disgusting",
"Longer!? No way! You're hot, how have you not had sex in the last six months?" the blonde laughed.
"I never said I hadn't-"
"So you have?" he interrupted,
"It's none of your business" Kate all but growled,
"I think I'd like to make it my business"
She was made speechless by him once again.
Tommy burst with laughter after a moment of silence, "All of that was recorded wasn't it!?",
Her eyes flashed to the small device on the table to find that it was indeed still recording,
"Shit" she hissed putting her head in her hands,
"Watch what you say Kate, you're being recorded" he teased,
"You are too" she bit, "You've said plenty that's inappropriate",
"But the difference between me and you is that I don't care what people think of me, every last thing I've said, I stand by" Tommy insisted.
Kate scowled at him, how had he managed to do that so many times?! Left her with nothing to say, not even a comeback,
"So who was it?" he then asked, "Was it Teddy?",
"Was what Teddy?" Kate frowned,
"Was Teddy your last screw? He wasn't was he? You're not screwing right?" he questioned relentlessly,
"No! Me and Teddy are not 'screwing'!" the journalist screamed,
"Should have guessed as much" he nodded as if he hadn't even noticed her aggravation, "He's gay isn't he?" Tommy concluded.
"Yeah. So?" she responded,
"Oh nothing, I was just wondering" he shook his head, he then stood, "I think we'll call that a wrap, what do you think?",
Kate only glared at him,
"I'll take that as a yes" he shrugged pocketing his hands, he then strolled from the room, casual as he had been when he first entered.
The ravenette was seething; she decided that she really didn't like Tommy,
She was also starting to get the feeling that over the course of the interviews she'd had more information taken out of her than she'd gotten out of the Maximoffs.