Gathering Post : 2/24 - 3/2

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[utterly_mysterious]

"No, but that's why people like me are on this earth," Angelique assured him. In her experience, plenty of people felt more comfortable talking to a whore than a therapist. Or a wife, for that matter. She had seen that play out over and over even in her short career.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Oh?" Fin asked curiously, not sure what she meant. She'd said she was a costume designer, but Fin hadn't assumed anything more.

[utterly_mysterious]

"Would you be shocked if I told you that I'm not just a hopeful theatre girl, but I also help the questioning and the confused live out their fantasies?" Angelique smiled as she asked this, chin tucked down, dark eyes sly.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Ah, I see. I wouldn't be shocked though, no- Unless shock is what you're hoping for," Fin teased with a soft smile.

[utterly_mysterious]

"I do live to shock," Angelique confirmed, quite un-phased, "but it's only fun when it's genuine. I'm sure you do an absolutely devastating gasp and faint, but best to save that for your adoring audiences." She glanced up at Fin, her searching dark eyes not as confident as her careless words would seem to indicate. Pretending not to care what anyone thought was a kind of armor for her, but pretend she did.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Then I promise to never fake it for you," Fin replied smoothly, offering a playful wink before popping another chip in his mouth.

His phone chose that moment to buzz, and he rolled his eyes as he pulled it from his pocket.

"So much for having an evening to myself," he sighed as he read the message, tapping out a reply and then tutting softly. "I'm afraid I've got to eat and run, but I meant what I said before, I'd really love to see your costume work."

Pulling out a business card and a pen, he turned it over and jotted down his mobile number, then held it out in offering. "I can't be sure when my scheduled will be clear, but feel free to text me sometime. Perhaps the stars will align and we'll find time to get together."

[utterly_mysterious]

When Fin produced one of his cards, Angelique opened up her pocketbook for one of hers, too. Hers listed the address she worked out of, and a pair of phone numbers, along with her name, but no indication of her business. That was safest. She laid it on the table by Fin's plate, and accepted his with an expression of delight.

"It's been an absolute living dream to meet you, Finlay Flynn. Best of luck at your dinner. I hope you find something gorgeous to wear, even without my help," she laughed as he stood.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I'm sure it will pale in comparison to what you'd have selected, but thank you. I hope to see you again soon," he added, before heading to the counter to pay for their meals- And taking the liberty of ordering another drink for Angelique.

He paused at the door to offer a wave, but was on his phone the moment he was out the door, back to work and ready for whatever his manager had planned.