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After the photo for Patrick, Kalos came over and gave Leon and May another five minute break.
Leon was certain it was mainly for the Polaroid cameraman than for them.
He inwardly sighed, but soon deemed the reason inconsequential when he now had some free time and a certain flightly bat was nearby for him to speak to. He allowed her to sign something for Patrick and then approached her when the boy left.
Upon seeing him, her hand lightly swatted his shoulder.
"You're sadistic," she said half scolding, half laughing. She hadn't known Leon could be so playful.
He arched a brow. "I was playing my part." With a sniff, he tilted his head in a haughty gesture. "It's not my fault you forgot my role."
She rolled her eyes at him. Typical.
"I require some refreshments," he stated without directly looking at her. "Would you care to join me?"
She was about to tell him to go by himself since she hadn't forgotten their last interaction on Thursday. Whether she wanted to admit it out loud or not, she admitted to herself that she had been hurt by what he said, even if she didn't want to look at the why portion of the issue.
Her eyes blinked up at him when grey eyes slanted over to her, waiting for her answer.
"I like vanilla," he lowly admitted to her, hoping that the statement would convince her to come even though it would probably incense her. It was a risk he was going to have to take.
Her brown eyes widened and then narrowed at him in irritation.
Why that little sneak!
She thought about the two full bottles she still had and how she had been flaunting that smell around him at every opportunity. And he likes the smell… Her eyes slowly eased from the half glare.
He waited a little more before she gave him a nod.
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They grabbed some water bottles and then went out the back way.
The cool air felt so much better than the stuffiness of the lobby. Sora placed her dessert plate on top of the short wall and then lightly hopped up to sit on it. Leon came over and leaned against the wall next to her. She shivered a little when his hair brushed the exposed part of her leg. He had noticed the little sound she made and looked over.
She merely popped a brownie bite into her mouth.
The corner of his mouth twitched at her attempt to cover it up.
"So," she started after chewing her treat, "what have you been up to?"
He paused in drinking his water. Then, he gave a half shrug. "Nothing much." He capped his bottle when he recalled something. With a smirk that she did not see, he added, "I did go downtown for some food, though. Tell me, have you heard of Mario's Pizzeria?"
She half choked on her sugar cookie. When she coughed a little, he handed her her water bottle.
"Are you alright?" he smoothly asked.
"Fine, I'm fine," she said a little hoarse. "But why do you ask me about a restaurant?"
"I thought you would know about it," he paused and allowed some mild panic to enter her eyes, "having been living in Cape Mary for a while now." His head tilted in thought. "You were not born here, correct?"
The earlier anxiety ebbed. "No, I lived in Japan for most of my life." It was her turn to tilt her head. "How did you know?"
"There are performer profiles on the Kaleido Stage site."
She grinned in recollection. "That's right. Mia did say she had them up."
His statement worked through her brain and she realized, then, that he had looked her profile up. Her grin faded. Why would he do that? The main page had the information about the recent leads and short synapsis of their careers. Looking up the profiles led a person to the personal life of the performers.
He wanted to know beyond my career.
"Y-You bothered to look?"
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