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But I ain't no madman.

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[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.

[Saya moves back a little, one step, then the other]

I see. A woman? A girl?

[On the tail end of talking about honesty and lies. Larry would tell her straight if it was only his secret. It's not. It's theirs. Freddy is going to have to see this woman every day, collect pay from her every day.]

Please understand the type of predicament this is. I'm not in the practice of turning down beautiful women.

Are you sure?

[She holds that a moment, as if it's his last chance to say yes, which, in fact, it is]

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