Man-eater
"So, Sal, when're you coming to visit me here?" Rei coolly asked the phone propped between his tilted head and shoulder, adding a few things to the bottom of the Kinomiya Shopping List magneted to the side of the fridge. He paused, pen tapping the scrap of paper, wondering what Mariah would like for dinner.
"Oh, as soon as possible, if I have any say in it," Salima replied from across the line, chuckling melodiously about the nickname Rei had given her. "Kane's very attached to Thailand, though."
"Mm, well, Kane's very attached to Tyson. That fact, presented in a thick layer of feminine wiles, should just about do the trick."
"What do you know about feminine wiles, Rei?"
"…A thing or two," he said, a smile in his voice, watching Mariah leave the guest bedroom with her hair soaking wet, dressed in nothing but a towel. He covered the receiver with his hand, calling cheerfully out to the White Tiger, "Moe! You'll give Gramps a stroke walking around like that!"
Mariah turned, tossing her hair over her shoulder, and lifted a finger cutely to her lips. She looked thoughtful. "Think it'll get me out of doing the dishes tonight?"
A/N: I refer to Salima and Mariah as Sal and Moe on a regular basis… I figure it's pretty sexy.