whitetwoguns | But I ain't no madman.

[Oh, so it isn't just Larry? Okay.]

We haven't had a talk in awhile. Shit. I feel a little bad after you've been shot any ol' joker can poke around. In fact we don't live too far apart. You ever get any trouble like that, you can call.

[Beer? He smiles.]

You're swell. I brought you a little somethin'. [He sets the box of chocolates on the table. And no, it isn't shaped like a heart.]

It's just a scar, now. I healed up quite well.

[She opens the box and tilts her eyes his way]

Thank you.

Where did you take a hit? If I can ask.

[She said it was from an ugly woman. But can she shoot? That is another question.]

You're welcome. Least I could do. [He lifts the beer in a cheers before cracking it open.]

[Saya matter of factly moves the shoulder of her blouse aside, showing her bra strap and a rounded, faint scar against her shoulder. Then she takes his free hand and places a finger just against it]

There.

[Larry looks up anticipating a verbal answer. Oh, not so much. That's a decent scar. It doesn't belong on no lady. Especially when she's not packing...arms...that way.]

Ones like that. They're nasty.

I hope it will fade more. What do you think?

I'm sure it will. They make lotion for that I hear.

[He hopes to clean his palate and clear his mind with a sip of the beer. Oh, damn.]

This is good stuff.

I'll look into it.

[She laughs a little]

Is it? I don't often drink beer, I'm glad I chose something interesting.

Not all beer is bad. Though it does have quite a reputation. Have a bit if you want. I mean, if anything know what good beer tastes like.

[To be fair. Is that forward? Perhaps. Larry leans on the counter top.]

So. What's this about, Saya? Is your employee giving you trouble?

[She takes the bottle from him, and takes a sip. It's bitter and rich and not terrible, but Saya doesn't really partake in anything that isn't the salty, heady, irony rush of blood.]

Now, do you think I wouldn't handle something like that on my own?

[Lady doesn't make a face. See. Proof right there. He takes back his drink.]

I think I could.

[Wine is wine. Though he already knows she is not the two buck chuck sort.]

If I may.

[He reaches out to take her glass.]

[She pushes her wine his way - it's definitely something that came corked and aged, with topnotes and the like]

Try it.

[Beer down. Here, he'll even give her something of a show. Watch this. Larry takes her glass, swishes the wine around. A sniff. Then a sip.]

Mmmm.

[Swallow, because there's no way he's spitting it out.]

That is good.

[Her smile widens a bit]

You're not lying to me, are you?

Why would I do that?

[The wine is returned to her again.]

I get an expensive piece now and then. Not my favorite but tastes great next to a thirty dollar steak.

Men lie to me for all kinds of reasons.

It's the tannins, against the iron. I think.

Men lie to anyone for many reasons. I don't think a difference of taste is worth spinning a yarn about.

[Though it's troubling that someone would.]

I think they could have used cherries.

No? Some men think it's an easier way to make me like them. To flatter my tastes.

Well. You are a knock out, Saya. And people do crazy things to get your attention.

[The fact that he drinks beer right after a fine wine goes to show that he's not all highbrow.]

Would you do something crazy?

I have before. This time around I'm trying honesty.

[Wait though, from the sound of it is that what this is going to be about?]

You already have my attention.

[Yes, okay?]

A woman like you deserves someone's full attention. I...would in any other time. I've never been in this circumstance to say something like this.

[Woah. Shit. So. Freddy probably doesn't know about it. Why would a boss want her help to know she's playing in the work place.]

[She tilts her head]

Is your attention divided?

Usually. Not this time around though.

[He takes a sip of beer.]

I'm focused on someone else.

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