A debutante ball for Blaze Victory

[Black Widow]

Parthenon

There was more discussion, but they pretty much had it settled. Cass agreed to tell Haleigh when she was getting 'hungry', so to speak, and Haleigh promised to have a system set up in which they could safely manage her urges.

As disturbing as it may seem to some, Haleigh didn't have a problem with Cass's needs. Nor was she bothered by discussing and planning to meet those needs. It was just another thing to deal with, and she was well equipped to deal with things like that.

Haleigh excused herself to make those arrangements. Amelia Davenport, her North American Lieutenant, could easily handle the task of finding suitable targets, and in addition, she would be the best person to assign an operative to watch Cass's back in the event that Haleigh couldn't find the time.

While she was at it, she called to check on Audrey's handling of the clean-up, and she also got in touch with Dr. Banner to confirm that he got the samples. She received an email from Sebastian with the report she'd asked for regarding all of their current power suppression technology. She took a moment to glance over it. If only fulfilling Alexia's need was as simple as Cass's: finding someone for her to kill. She also spent a couple of hours going over the simulations that Nic had run, searching for something he might have missed in his frustration. Nothing jumped out at her, but it would take many hours of review to see it all and pick out patterns, and she would be better informed after Bruce analyzed their DNA and energy signatures.

She was happily interrupted by a text message.

Cameron: So..glad you're back...and I'll see you at the dinner tonight..

There's a dinner tonight? Am I the only one who feels like they need an itinerary for this weekend? She thought but didn't text back, as she read the rest of his message.

Cameron: but...i'd like to catch up...and since I hear you've been on some kind of one woman tour since returning...I think your next stop should be me...Roof of the Parthenon? After Dinner and things die down? If not...understand. Lemme know. Love You.

Haleigh stared at those last two words. Was that love-you like, 'yes, that's what normal people with our relationship depth say to each other on a regular basis', or was that like 'one or both of us is back from the dead, and I want you to break up your wedding because I LOVE YOU'?

That was the thing about text messages. They were so devoid of tone. Knowing Cameron, it could mean ANYTHING. Haleigh replied in the most neutral way possible, and basically just pretended the love-you didn't happen.

To Cameron>> Sounds great.

She checked the time. She should probably start getting ready. She wondered if anyone had told Zach..... He was friends with Blaze also, and had missed out on the fun last night. She reached for her ear, calling him.

"Hey, where are you?"

Zach: just wrapping some stuff up at the U.N. Why?

"There's a formal dinner for Blaze tonight, thought you might want to accompany me. But if you're tired up with work, I can go stag, it's no big deal."

Zach: uh, no, no. I can definitely be there. In fact, I'm all done here, see you in a few seconds.

And so they both hung up, and Haleigh went to see what other outfits John had brought her this morning. Zach appeared in a swirl and started to undress. She watched him as he did, and they smirked at each other for a second, then He reached for a tux as Haleigh flipped through.... She thought she'd seen a dress.... Yes. A royal purple silk dress that looked painted on when she got it all zipped up. It was strapless and short, and managed to emphasize her body in all the best ways.

Zach: Oh, purple? That's why he brought this vest/tie combo. Well that's perfect then.

He finished with that, and she put on earrings and then carefully sat down to put on her heels.

 

[Orion]

Around the City

After the visit with Vivica, in which Zach promised both he and Haleigh would be attending her art show, Zach went back to his office at Clandestine to sign the paperwork for his assistant and make some calls. Once that was taken care of, it was time for a workout.

Today was lower body day. Squats, lunges, leg curls, dead lifts, and climbing 100 flights of stairs. He loved his workouts. They were almost as good as having sex. Almost.

After a refreshing shower and suiting back up, he had lunch at the Russian Tea Room. It was one of his favorite restaurants in the city, and he was something of a regular here. The food was excellent and the atmosphere was magical. Haleigh found it to be a bit too fanciful, but that was what Zach enjoyed about it. Haleigh was very utilitarian in her tastes, and she was perfectly happy living in a stainless steel, antiseptic world. But Zach liked things a bit more colorful.

He probably had gotten it from being an only child, raised by his mother in Italy. Zach had grown up with stories of ancient Rome, the Colosseum, the Gladiators and the Amazons. His Gods were the old Gods. His mother had been very vibrant and fanciful, the opposite of his austere, black-and-white father.

After lunch was more work. This time he headed to the U.N. building. His official job here was as the founder and chairman for the Superhuman Rights Committee, and as such he handled quite a few concerns for mutants and meta-humans. But of course, Zach got his seven-figure income as a Captain for Clandestine, and that kept him plenty busy as well.

It was late afternoon when Haleigh called.

Haleigh: Hey, where are you?

"Just wrapping some stuff up at the U.N. Why?"

Haleigh: There's a formal dinner for Blaze tonight, thought you might want to accompany me. But if you're tired up with work, I can go stag, it's no big deal.

Well, he couldn't let her go alone two nights in a row. Not to mention that he hadn't seen Blaze in forever, nor had he really visited with the Six proper in a while.

"Uh, no, no. I can definitely be there. In fact, I'm all done here, see you in a few seconds."

He hung up, closed the blinds of his office, and activated his watch. He appeared in the penthouse and started to take off his business wear. He smiled as he noticed that Haleigh was watching him with a lusty smirk. There would be time enough for that after dinner. A formal dinner deserved a formal look, and Zach had a sharply tailored tuxedo for that. He was just about to tie his bow when he saw Haleigh's reflection behind him.

"Oh, purple? That's why he brought this vest/tie combo. Well that's perfect then."

Even Better. He'd been considering that already, and the sight of her dress solidified his choice. Yes, they were that cute matching couple that nauseated everyone else. If only things were as perfectly together as they looked. But then, with Haleigh, you kind of had to accept her as she was, or not at all.

His turn to watch now, as she leaned over the vanity to put on earrings, then sat down to put on heels. Her hemline inched its way up, teasing.... and as she leaned forward to adjust her shoes, He got a full cleavage shot.

I'm a lucky man, no?

She stood up, and did a slow spin for his benefit. He moved forward quickly when her back was turned and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her bare shoulders and her neck.

"You look amazing. You will be the most gorgeous woman there, and the sexiest."

Haleigh: (smiling) Of course you'd say that. Your opinion is a bit skewed.

He looked up, making eye contact with her in the mirror as he ran his fingers up her abs, over her breasts and across the bare skin above the neckline of her dress.

"I want to strip you down and fuck you right now. How's that for skewed?"

She giggled like a little girl when she was aroused. He loved that about her. She pulled away.

Haleigh: And then we'd have to get ready all over again....

"We'd miss dinner altogether if you let me do the things I want to do to you. I guess that means you'll have to wait until afterwards."

 

[Persephone]

"No...I understand. [pause] It's alright, I asked you to try...and you did..."

Hearing a knock at her front door.

"I need to go, someone's at my door......thank you for trying. [pause] I will...love you too."

Sighing, Ava exited her bedroom and walked down the hallway towards the front door. Any help from her so called 'friend' had been dashed, and the disappointment showed on her face. But she couldn't let this bad news ruin her night. This evening was a celebration for Blaze--hell the whole damn weekend had been. But still, it was important. Walking by the coffee table, Ava picked up her spiked necklace on route to the front door. Opening it, there stood Simon.

"Simon?"

Simon: "Hello, sweetheart."

Slightly confused as to why he was at her front door, he didn't even bother to wait for an invitation in before walking past her.

[deadpan] "By all means, come in."

Shutting her front door, Ava turned around and noted that Simon was dressed to impress. Then it dawned on her, Cameron invited him to Blazes' dinner. It made sense...Cameron probably wanted to show every aspect of The Parthenon to Simon before the construction of the Parisian Parthenon was complete.

"You're here for Blazes dinner."

She stated moreso than asked. Though she wasn't quite sure why he was HERE, in her apartment, 10 minutes before dinner started. Walking up to him, Ava handed him her spiked necklace.

"Here, make yourself useful."

Turning around, Ava swept her loosely curled hair to the side exposing her neck so he could put on her necklace.

"So where's you're hot date, Pratt?"

She teased.

"Waiting eagler for you downstairs?"

 

[Longshot]

Parthenon - Ava's Penthouse

He smiled as he walked past Ava and into the living room without an invitation. With a woman like Ava, you simply just couldn't give her the chance to say no.

Ava: "You're here for Blaze's dinner."

Simon nodded as he plopped down on the couch crossing one leg over the other.

"You know Cameron...he never misses an opportunity to mix business with pleasure..."

Ava walked over to him and gestured for him to stand, handing him a necklace.

Ava: "Here, make yourself useful."

He shrugged as he took the necklace from her hand.

"Sure."

He placed his hand on Ava's should as he brushed her hair back and over her shoulder a bit more than she had already done, exposing her neck. She smelled absolutely incredible and Simon wanted nothing more than to kiss that neck, but he figured he had pressed his luck with Ava and gotten FAR more out of her in the last twenty four hours than she would have normally allowed. If he wanted to continue whatever it was they were doing, he would have to play it as cool as she was.

Simon undid the clasp of his necklace as he placed it around her chest.

Ava: "So where's your hot date, Pratt? Waiting eagerly for you downstairs?"

He smirked as he pulled the necklace firmly around her neck and clasped it together again. He leaned in and spoke closely to her ear.

"I thought you knew I liked my dates to be ice cold.."

Simon's hot breath could be felt along Ava's neckline as he began to slowly move her hair back into the right place. He made his way over to the bar area as he picked up the bottle of wine that Ava had been drinking, observing the label.

"Very nice...i'm impressed..Anyway...I showed up here because I figured Cameron wasn't going to let you know that i'd be here tonight...especially since he was so quick to announce to the press that we were going to be working together...So I thought i'd make an appearance beforehand..."

He picked up her glass of wine and handed it to her.

"I didn't want you taken aback with desire and lust upon seeing me...we wouldn't want to draw such attention to ourselves, now would we?"

glancing off the to the side.

"Plus..your friends amuse me...I like waiting to see what the redhead is going to say and do...plus i'd like to see just how many glasses of wine that doctor can throw back before she get's as sloppy as she was last night..."

 

[Persephone]

Simon: "I thought you knew I liked my dates to be ice cold.."

Smirking, she could feel how close he was by the warm breath on her neck. Feeling his fingers move to her hair back into place, Ava turned around and watched as he made his way to the wet bar.

"And here I thought you would be bored with me already."

Simon's reputation was infamous for "dating" a woman for a few days and then dumping them. He was like a younger George Clooney, except Clooney actually held onto his woman for a few months, if not years, before moving onto the next. Simon was in a class all on his own.

Simon: "Very nice...i'm impressed..Anyway...I showed up here because I figured Cameron wasn't going to let you know that i'd be here tonight...especially since he was so quick to announce to the press that we were going to be working together...So I thought i'd make an appearance beforehand..."

"How nice of you."

She stated with a knowing smile. He was there for more than just being a courteous friend or business associate. Taking her wine glass from him, she held it out as he filled it.

Simon: "I didn't want you taken aback with desire and lust upon seeing me...we wouldn't want to draw such attention to ourselves, now would we?"

"Of course not."

Chuckling softly before taking a sip of the wine.

Simon: "Plus..your friends amuse me...I like waiting to see what the redhead is going to say and do...plus i'd like to see just how many glasses of wine that doctor can throw back before she get's as sloppy as she was last night..."

Rolling her eyes, he certainly had his days numbered if he kept pressing Karen's buttons the way that he did. But still, it was a little amusing to watch. As for Blaze, Ava was already preparing for her sharp tongue. ESPECIALLY since she and Simon would now be showing up to the dinner together. It was a kid in a candy story situation for the redhead.

"Oh i'm sure Blaze will be uncensored and bold as usual. Especially since you've decided to be such a gentleman and escort me down to dinner. That's like throwing fuel on her."

Walking back to her couch, Ava took a seat and crossed her long legs. They still had a few minutes before having to head down.

"As for Karen...I know you enjoy poking fun at her, but I suggest getting on her good side. If you're going to be hanging around this team for a while--which Cameron seems to want--getting in Karen's good graces is better than the alternative."

 

[Longshot]

Parthenon - Ava's Penthouse

Rolling her eyes, he certainly had his days numbered if he kept pressing Karen's buttons the way that he did. But still, it was a little amusing to watch. As for Blaze, Ava was already preparing for her sharp tongue. ESPECIALLY since she and Simon would now be showing up to the dinner together. It was a kid in a candy story situation for the redhead.

"Oh i'm sure Blaze will be uncensored and bold as usual. Especially since you've decided to be such a gentleman and escort me down to dinner. That's like throwing fuel on her."

Walking back to her couch, Ava took a seat and crossed her long legs. They still had a few minutes before having to head down.

"As for Karen...I know you enjoy poking fun at her, but I suggest getting on her good side. If you're going to be hanging around this team for a while--which Cameron seems to want--getting in Karen's good graces is better than the alternative."

Simon rolled his eyes as he poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip. It was a good Cabernet. Fantastic actually. With hints of eucalyptus, black currant and just the right amount of tannins. A beautiful flavor profile indeed. Maybe he was starting to rub off on Ava?

"Look I have no problem with the good Doctor...and coming from Upstate Connecticut, I'm more than capable of dealing with your standark drunk...I'll get in good with her when she stops expecting me to kiss her ass. I DON'T know her...she WAS incredibly rude over a small ACCIDENT...and that's that. I am who I am, and I'm not planning on changing that around to suit the needs of somebody who barely LOOKED at me before deciding that I wasn't worth her time. The same goes for that Alycia Barnett that Cameron was all over last night. I'm not a stranger to a little friendly hazing..but I'm also not a PUSSY. Anybody calling MY sense of ettiquette into question in that room was either drunk or highly ignorant..."

He cocked his head to the side and smiled cheesily as he looked at Ava.

"But don't worry, *I* have enough sense to act like a gentleman when I know it will suit me. I may come off as a cocky and arrogant, self absorbed son of a bitch...and for all intents and purposes, I AM. But I'm ALSO incredibly well read, educated and astute. I speak three languages, I teach fencing and archery to kids and teenagers several times a week, and i'm on the BOARD for Mount Sinai's Cancer Research Foundation...only problem is that doesn't make as good of a headline as "Pratt Bags Another Babe" or "Pratt on The Prowl"...so REALLY I welcome all of the underestimating...it takes a lot of the pressure off..beyond that I don't DO any of that for the publicity...I do it because it makes me feel like a decent human being...It's probably the ONE good thing I ever got from Evelyn..."

His mother Evelyn Pratt was WELL known in the city for her many, many, many charity events throughout the city. She was essentially a professional philanthropist. Granted he felt like his mother only ever did ANYTHING out of charity as much as she liked to see her name in the paper. He scrunched his nose up for a second and shrugged as he took a sip of his wine.

[non-chalantly]

"That was a whole lot of information all at once, eh? [thinking for a moment]...apparently...being underestimated DOES bother me more than I let on. [shrugs shoulders] Oh well...ya win some ya lose some right? I guess I'll always be pretty, DUMB playboy Simon Pratt...can't complain...it's a beautiful life....[looking Ava up and down] with some BEAUTIFUL perks..."

 

[Persephone]

Simon: Look I have no problem with the good Doctor...and coming from Upstate Connecticut, I'm more than capable of dealing with your standark drunk...I'll get in good with her when she stops expecting me to kiss her ass. I DON'T know her...she WAS incredibly rude over a small ACCIDENT...and that's that.

"I'm not saying kiss her ass, Pratt. I'm saying tone it down a notch with the snarky jokes. She's a tough one to crack....TRUST ME, many members of this group have been on her bad side, myself included. But as long as you show her respect, she will show you respect."

Simon: The same goes for that Alycia Barnett that Cameron was all over last night. I'm not a stranger to a little friendly hazing..but I'm also not a PUSSY. Anybody calling MY sense of ettiquette into question in that room was either drunk or highly ignorant...

Rolling her eyes, Ava shrugged Alycia off.

"Alycia's a bitch on a good day. Her and I have a rather...rough history to say the least...so I say don't back down from her. Give it to her as good as she gives it to you."

Ava cracked a smile seeing Simon was slightly taken aback by Ava's response. Sure, she and Alycia have come a LONG way...but they still had a love/hate relationship. And if she could see Alycia get a little ruffled under the feathers, it would be hilarious.

Simon: But don't worry, *I* have enough sense to act like a gentleman when I know it will suit me. I may come off as a cocky and arrogant, self absorbed son of a bitch...and for all intents and purposes, I AM. But I'm ALSO incredibly well read, educated and astute. I speak three languages, I teach fencing and archery to kids and teenagers several times a week, and i'm on the BOARD for Mount Sinai's Cancer Research Foundation...only problem is that doesn't make as good of a headline as "Pratt Bags Another Babe" or "Pratt on The Prowl"...

What he said was true...everyone DID underestimate him because of his scandalous reputation. The press likes to print the raunchy and bad stories, never the heartfelt ones. Ava was well aware of Simon's endevours...it was hard not to know about them considering their families ran in the same circle. However, even Ava underestimated Simon and just looked at him as a womanizing asshole. Despite saying he wasn't effected by being underestimate, it was very obvious he was. Ava's facial expression softened a bit.

Simon: That was a whole lot of information all at once, eh? [thinking for a moment]...apparently...being underestimated DOES bother me more than I let on. [shrugs shoulders] Oh well...ya win some ya lose some right? I guess I'll always be pretty, DUMB playboy Simon Pratt...can't complain...it's a beautiful life....[looking Ava up and down] with some BEAUTIFUL perks...

And there it was--the deflection. His go to. Anytime Simon tried to open up or act like a normal, emotional human being, he would immediately go for the sexual comments or the cocky charm. It was a defense mechanism Ava picked up from him when they first met. Tilting her head to the side, she propped her elbow on the back of her couch and rested the side of her head in her palm.

"I think you don't like it as much as you claim to. You try so hard to keep up appearances....why don't you just be you? Not who the press says you are...not who you think you should be. Just you. Right now....what would you do? It's open game--judgement free zone as of right now."

She was testing Simon...seeing if he would actually act beyond the "persona" and be him. The real him. If they were to work together in business and in the six, he'd need to start trusting people.

 

[Longshot]

Parthenon - Ava's Penthouse

Ava: ""I'm not saying kiss her ass, Pratt. I'm saying tone it down a notch with the snarky jokes. She's a tough one to crack....TRUST ME, many members of this group have been on her bad side, myself included. But as long as you show her respect, she will show you respect."

Simon furrowed his brow and let out a sort of exasperated sigh.

"Though it is HIGHLY uncharacteristic of me to do so, I'll give her another chance...extend the 'artichoke' branch so to speak..."

Ava: "Alycia's a bitch on a good day. Her and I have a rather...rough history to say the least...so I say don't back down from her. Give it to her as good as she gives it to you."

Simon cocked an eyebrow and glared at Ava with a curious smile.

"Did you shoot her as well? I gotta say Ava...part of me likes knowing you have a kind of femme fatale thing about you..I'll let you guess which part of me that is..and I'm glad we agree on Alycia..but let's just hope Cameron was able to pull the stick out of her ass and fill it with something a little more enjoyable..."

Ava: "I think you don't like it as much as you claim to. You try so hard to keep up appearances....why don't you just be you? Not who the press says you are...not who you think you should be. Just you. Right now....what would you do? It's open game--judgement free zone as of right now."

He was beginning to get increasingly uncomfortable with the tone of this conversation. Simon already felt like he had said too much to her. She had learned more about him in the last few seconds than some of the constant people in his life even knew, and now she was prodding a little deeper.

"Ava..I understand my place in this world...I don't think I can ask for anything more than that..."

His eyes darted back and forth for a moment, trying to find the right words.

"People like me...who come from families like mine...we don't get that luxury, to be ourselves. We are raised to make the family proud, or at least to keep the family name going. We're taught the right things to say and when to say them...I mean, look at the lot of you. You all have these incredible public personas and careers...and in reality, it seems to me that the REAL work is done behind the scenes...all the good you do goes unnoticed...and it's something you can't tell a single soul, because who knows what would happen if people DID know...I may not be saving the world...but my world IS my family...everything I have, every door that's ever been open...or opportunity i've been given..it's because people know my last name. My role is to be a loveable bachelor with a penchant for fun and the uncanny ability to further my FATHER'S business endeavours without anybody knowing that's what I'm doing. I'm good at it...."

Simon took a sip of his wine. He looked Ava up and down. This was hard for him...opening up to her like that. He didn't talk like this with anyone..but seeing the world that Ava was apart of, it made him feel a little more comfortable knowing that she had probably experienced a lot of the same things as him.

"BUT...If I had my way? I'd travel...I'd get the hell out of this city and never look back. I've seen the world before, but it's always been for some kind of business endeavour, or some purpose other than just to enjoy the world around me. I've always loved to read...ever since I was little. I want to go to all those places I read about. I want to go where to where The Count of Monte Cristo lived, storm the castle..."

He laughed for a moment as he stepped back and made a starting fencing pose, his left hand behind his back as his right hand was pointed outwards holding an invisible rapier. Simon winked at Ava before turning into his normal standing stance.

"Sounds childish...I know...but that's what i'd do...It's like i'm living a triple life. There is the Simon Pratt known for his outlandish exploits, and there is the Simon Pratt who likes classical music, plays the piano, enjoys fine dining and adventure. I think the real me is somewhere in the middle...I just spend so much time between the two, that sometimes...well...I'm not really sure WHO I am..."

"So this is vulnerability...yeah, it definitely sucks..."

He thought to himself as he eyed the woman up and down. Simon leaned against the wall as he gave her an intense and honest look. He crossed his arms.

"But enough about me, Ava...since we are playing Dr. Victoria...how about you? What makes you happy? Who are you underneath the image?"

 

[Persephone]

As Simon began to explain a little bit more about himself, Ava sat there and watched him--studied him. The similarities between both of them was uncanny. Trying so hard to please their family and live up to their surname. Trying to keep their father's business afloat and make it even more of a success. The struggle of trying to be "yourself" while still having to live as the son or daughter of a prominent, wealthy family. It was the constant struggle of wanting to branch out on your own and still wanting to make your family proud. A struggle that Ava still has. Even though she is working with Zenith Company now, she still feels like she has disappointed her father by merging her company with Cameron's. He was probably rolling in his grave....but at this point in Ava's life--after everything she had went through--this change is what she needed. She needed to embrace Ava Cassadine, but she also needed to branch away from the infamous Cassadine name. It was actually nice to know that someone else could relate.

Simon: "BUT...If I had my way? I'd travel...I'd get the hell out of this city and never look back. I've seen the world before, but it's always been for some kind of business endeavour, or some purpose other than just to enjoy the world around me. I've always loved to read...ever since I was little. I want to go to all those places I read about. I want to go where to where The Count of Monte Cristo lived, storm the castle..."

Ava smiled, watching Simon strike a fencing pose and pretend to fight an opponent. It was cute...endearing to see.

Simon: "Sounds childish...I know...but that's what i'd do...It's like i'm living a triple life. There is the Simon Pratt known for his outlandish exploits, and there is the Simon Pratt who likes classical music, plays the piano, enjoys fine dining and adventure. I think the real me is somewhere in the middle...I just spend so much time between the two, that sometimes...well...I'm not really sure WHO I am..."

And THAT statement resonated with Ava. She was a Cassadine, but she was also Persephone....a woman well over 3,000 years old who has lived and experienced so much. It was always a struggle to figure out who she was--to balance the two lives. Simon had no idea just how much she understood that.

Finally, Simon propped himself against the wall and looked at Ava. Oh no...she opened a large can of worms that she couldn't close back up. He was turning the tables on her.

Simon: "But enough about me, Ava...since we are playing Dr. Victoria...how about you? What makes you happy? Who are you underneath the image?"

Rolling her eyes with a smile, Ava sighed out. As much as she wanted to end the conversation now--say that they had to leave for dinner--Ava knew she couldn't very well be a hypocrite and ask him to open up to her without her opening up just a bit to him.

"What makes me happy?...."

Looking away from him, Ava hesitated a moment.

"Chocolate covered raspberries."

A large smile spread across her lips as she lifted her eyes back to his.

"Shopping in Paris.....Riding my horse, Aslan. And not riding him properly, no....riding him. No saddle, no bridle, just him and me in a large open space...the wind in my hair-- feeling his massive body underneath mine. Knowing that he has the potential to kill me, but is comfortable enough with me to let me enjoy the ride with him....."

Ava smiled, her line of sight shifting to the window.

"Being my age, i've experienced a lot....and I honestly enjoy the simpler things now. Having a normal conversation with someone without the threat of death looming at the doorway. Drinking and laughing with friends whom I consider my family now. Having really good sex."

Softly laughing as she looked back at Simon.

"As for what's underneath this 'image'?"

Ava took a deep breath in before exhaling.

"....I'm complicated....i'm dangerous....guarded....resilient..."

After saying resilient, Ava's eyes lowered to the floor. A few moments of silence passed before she finally looked back up at Simon.

"I AM cold. Because i'd rather freeze someone out than have them hurt me in the end."

 

[Longshot]

Parthenon - Ava's Penthouse

Simon looked a little smug as he flipped the tables on Ava and tried to get a little bit on information on the woman underneath the Ice Queen facade. He had seen different layers of her since he had met her. Layers that she had been trying to hide. He was hoping she'd be honest with him as he had been with her. If she wasn't, he would be able to tell and he would forever close the door on Ava. He would feel cheated and embarrassed that he revealed so much to a woman he barely knew. But again, there was something strong between the two of them...and two people can only have so much sex with each other before they start to get curious about the person behind the flesh.

Rolling her eyes with a smile, Ava sighed out. As much as she wanted to end the conversation now--say that they had to leave for dinner--Ava knew she couldn't very well be a hypocrite and ask him to open up to her without her opening up just a bit to him.

"What makes me happy?...."

Looking away from him, Ava hesitated a moment.

"Chocolate covered raspberries."


A large smile spread across her lips as she lifted her eyes back to his.

Simon smiled along with Ava. It was always interesting to see her soften a bit in her face, to look more relaxed.

"Shopping in Paris.....Riding my horse, Aslan. And not riding him properly, no....riding him. No saddle, no bridle, just him and me in a large open space...the wind in my hair-- feeling his massive body underneath mine. Knowing that he has the potential to kill me, but is comfortable enough with me to let me enjoy the ride with him....."

Ava smiled, her line of sight shifting to the window.

"Being my age, i've experienced a lot....and I honestly enjoy the simpler things now. Having a normal conversation with someone without the threat of death looming at the doorway. Drinking and laughing with friends whom I consider my family now. Having really good sex."

Softly laughing as she looked back at Simon.

So she was an animal lover. Simon could relate about that. His family estate in Connecticut had a large and well stocked stablehouse with several horses. Simon had raised his Arabian Horse, Aramis from foal to adulthood. Horses were the only pet that was acceptable in The Pratt household, though his father often used them for his annual fox hunting trips. Nowadays, Simon would visit his parents' home about once a month to say hello to Aramis and take a ride for old time's sake.

Though he couldn't help but find himself almost...aroused at the way that Ava described her experience. The last part of her sentence didn't help matters either. He bit his lip for a moment, choosing not to speak. He didn't want to derail her line of thought, or risk her shutting back down.

"As for what's underneath this 'image'?"

Ava took a deep breath in before exhaling.

"....I'm complicated....i'm dangerous....guarded....resilient..."

After saying resilient, Ava's eyes lowered to the floor. A few moments of silence passed before she finally looked back up at Simon.

"I AM cold. Because i'd rather freeze someone out than have them hurt me in the end."

He pushed himself back off the wall as he began to walk closer to her.

"I find it interesting that you choose to define yourself with words that don't really do you any sort of justice...but I get what you mean...about freezing people out...

Simon put his hand around Ava's waist while still keeping her at a distance.

"But...I don't necessarily see that...I'm not trying to overstep my bounds here, Ava...but you should know...you're MORE than the things you said. You're clever...you've got a great sense of humor..you know the last time i've met a woman that runs on the same 'frequency' as me? You're smart...you play the media game incredibly well...you love animals which means you have a heart..."

He placed his free hand on her chest, right over her heart.

"Yep...it's beating. And your skin...it's warm to the touch...not COLD.."

Simon pulled her into him.

"And you don't know this...but when you are asleep...when you think the world has stopped watching, you are quite the cuddler...which leads me to believe that you still have hope...in something..."

He went in and kissed her lips for a moment before pulling them away.

"You don't give yourself enough credit, Ava."

Simon embraced her in a big hug. He could sense part of her trying to resist it but he held her close. As he loosened his grip and moved past her, heading towards the front door.

"But I get it...more than you think...so..you keep the pressure off me...and i'll return the favor...and if the other oversteps each other's boundaries...we let each other know? Sound like a deal?"

He looked at his watch as he opened the door and put his hand on his hip as he gestured for Ava to grab onto his arm.

"At any rate...we should probably head down to The Starlight Lounge...and Ava? Nice to finally meet you...for a minute."

 

[Persephone]

Simon: "I find it interesting that you choose to define yourself with words that don't really do you any sort of justice...but I get what you mean...about freezing people out..."

Softly scoffing.

"You have no idea how much they do do me justice."

She countered as she watched Simon approach her, placing his hands on her hips. She may have opened up to him, but it was only a fraction of who she was. He had no idea the baggage she had. He had no idea what she was capable of.

Simon: "But...I don't necessarily see that...I'm not trying to overstep my bounds here, Ava...but you should know...you're MORE than the things you said. You're clever...you've got a great sense of humor..you know the last time i've met a woman that runs on the same 'frequency' as me? You're smart...you play the media game incredibly well...you love animals which means you have a heart..."

Feeling his hand cover her chest, Ava's body stiffened just slightly. Her chest could visibly be seen moving in an out showing that her breathing had escalated. What exactly was happening right now?

Simon: "Yep...it's beating. And your skin...it's warm to the touch...not COLD....And you don't know this...but when you are asleep...when you think the world has stopped watching, you are quite the cuddler...which leads me to believe that you still have hope...in something..."

Feeling him pull her in closer, his lips touched hers softly. No...she couldn't believe in THAT something. Not anymore. And if this....whatever THIS was with Simon was starting to veer in that direction, she needed to put a stop to it immediately. He embraced her with a hug, and Ava stayed almost ridged, partly resisting, partly enjoying the comforting embrace. Shutting her eyes as he moved past her, Ava didn't immediately turn around. She needed a few moments just to breathe.

Simon: "But I get it...more than you think..."

No...you don't..

She thought to herself.

Simon: "So..you keep the pressure off me...and i'll return the favor...and if the other oversteps each other's boundaries...we let each other know? Sound like a deal?"

She didn't want this ideal physical situation to turn into whatever this conversation had turned into. She needed it to stay simple more than he realized. Turning around, Ava saw Simon standing by the door awaiting her answer. Nodding.

"Deal."

Walking toward him, she grabbed her studded clutch from the coffee table. Linking her arm with his. It was time to put this interesting conversation on the back burner and get ready for a undoubtedly fabulous dinner.

Simon: "At any rate...we should probably head down to The Starlight Lounge...and Ava? Nice to finally meet you...for a minute."

Looking at him, Ava couldn't help but give him a small smile.

"You too."

 

[Ruby]

The Parthenon - Starlight Lounge

<< Earlier in the day… >>

:: After a VERY interesting conversation with both Haleigh and Nicolas, Cass had a few relaxing hours at the Mandala Spa and Salon with the girls of the Six. A lot of laughter, mundane gossip about last night, and general girl talk made Cass feel a bit better about being in the Six. She still didn’t know what her purpose was, but for now she’d just enjoy herself for the time being. She also indulged in some of the beauty treatments that were offered: mani/pedi, massage, facial, etc, etc. ::

:: After THAT relaxing event, Cass went upstairs and had a nap. Fifteen minutes later she woke up to her phone ringing incessantly. She fumbled for it and had a nice long chat with Bryan. She filled him in on her day and night and then he filled her in on what’s been happening with After Dark. She helped him with a few minor issues at the club as well as telling him where the contracts were for upcoming deejays and bands that needed to be signed. It was a great talk and Cass needed it. They both hung up and Cass went to go get ready for tonight. ::

<< NOW… >>

:: After knocking on Blaze’s door to no avail, Cass made her way down to the Starlight Lounge. She was dressed to impress and she approached the entrance cautiously. She didn’t see anybody in there yet, so she felt a bit out of place. But as she stepped across the threshold she spotted Nicolas and felt better. She looked to her right and saw the bar. She sauntered up to it and sat down. A really cute server awaited her. ::

Server: “Hello, welcome to the Starlight Lounge. May I take your order?”

:: Cass couldn’t help but burst out laughing. The guy soon followed suit. She felt like singing so she did it a capella-style. ::

”And I said, "Oh my, what a marvelous tune"
It was the best night, never would forget how we moved.
The whole place was dressed to the nines,
And we were dancing, dancing
Like we're made of starlight, starlight
Like we're made of starlight, starlight”

:: She then threw her head back and laughed. She was in a playful mood right now! ::

*laughing*: “Sorry, couldn’t resist when you said that!”

:: The server chuckled and shook his head. ::

Server: “That’s no problem at all. You sounded amazing! I take it you like Taylor Swift?”

“Oh yeah! My friends all make fun of me for it, but screw THEM right?”

:: The server laughed. Clearly he was charmed by her. ::

“In answer to your question, I’ll have a Kahlua Espresso martini please.”

Server: “One martini coming right up.”

:: He made her one and Cass indulged in a little light flirting with him. Soon they were both laughing at what the other had said… ::

 

[Rampage]

Everything seemed to be in order. Cameron had his people in ORDER. It reminded him of his own father and how he expected high quality...and then rewarded handsomely for it. Holidays, the highest safety standards, the best pay...but he also evaluated people sternly and maintained a workforce that rewarded his generosity with hard work. It was a habit that Nicolas picked up early on. And it was something that CK shared even more than he had originally imagined.

So now what? What does a fabulously wealthy demigod who is trying not to fuck around on his off-world girlfriend of sorts do with himself?

Then he saw Cassandra. She looked GREAT, and the bartender noticed as well. Nicolas could hear her sing when he spoke to her, and they had fun laughing as Nicolas slowly made his way over. He took a seat beside Cass and gave her a half-hug, wrapping his arm around her waist. Noting the server's disappointment, Nicolas smirked as he spoke.

Dude...I am ABSOLUTELY no competition. As long as I can be her friend, steal an occasional squeeze-and-rub here and there and a peck on the cheek she is all yours if she wants. I just want to make sure you bill the drinks properly. Screwdriver...heavy on the screw...and whatever she wants all night.

Nicolas gave Cass a peck on the cheek and laughed, obviously pleased with himself. The guy went to make the drinks, his smile restored.

So...now that I have given you away to some dude for the night, how are YOU feeling? You LOOK great...Spectra is serving you well.

 

[Black Widow]

Starlight Lounge

She looked up from her heels, catching Zach in the same action she'd been guilty of herself a few minutes ago. All these years together, and they still looked what they saw. No one was more surprised than Haleigh herself. She'd assumed that she would get bored with him after a while, and move on to fucking the next, and the next, and the next. Haleigh operated for a long time going through men like Kleenex. But with Zach it was different. She liked having him around. He made her life easier in more ways than one. He was more than just a convenient lay, although he was quite amazing in bed.

She stood up, and turned slowly so he could appreciate her to fill effect. While her back was turned, his body collided with hers, his arms wrapping around her. He showered her neck and shoulders with kisses.

Zach: You look amazing. You will be the most gorgeous woman there, and the sexiest.

His voice in her ear, deep and sincere. It was arousing, but more than that. She felt a warmth spreading in her soul and a genuine smile spreading across her lips.

"Of course you'd say that. Your opinion is a bit skewed."

She was watching him in the mirror, and he looked up, locking eyes with her as his fingers roamed her body intrepidly.

Zach: I want to strip you down and fuck you right now. How's that for skewed?

When he talked like that in her ear, she was inclined to oblige him. She couldn't stifle a giggle, nor could she ignore the dull throb of arousal. She pulled away, but only because giving in would derail their plans.

"And then we'd have to get ready all over again...."

Zach: We'd miss dinner altogether if you let me do the things I want to do to you. I guess that means you'll have to wait until afterwards.

"You are such a fucking tease."

He laughed, and they headed out of the penthouse and toward the elevator.* They got in, and she straightened his bow tie.

"Have I ever told you how fucking sexy you look in a tux? It's a real detriment to my self control."

Zach: So I shouldn't offer a quickie in the elevator, then?

"Definitely not. The elevator ride is over already anyway. We would have had to have sex at the speed of light."

Zach: Good point. I rather like to draw it out, myself.

He wrapped his arm around her as they stepped out of the steel box, and they strolled together across the lobby and into the Starlight Lounge. They stopped next to Cass and Nic.

"We meet again. I feel like I should have secret decoder rings made for us."

 

[Rampage]

They looked great. SHE looked damned delicious. Nicolas stood to greet them, shaking Zach's hand and pulling him into a back-clapping brohug and then giving Haleigh a big hug and a peck on the cheek.

He wrapped his arm around her as they stepped out of the steel box, and they strolled together across the lobby and into the Starlight Lounge. They stopped next to Cass and Nic.

"We meet again. I feel like I should have secret decoder rings made for us."

You didn't get my text my dear? I have one coming in for you and I needed the size...let me see.

Nicolas picked up Haleigh's hand, gently held it up and turned it this way and that.

Strong but soft, petite like your size...hmnn...I am guessing a 6?

Nicolas chuckles as he lets go of Haleigh's hand. Turning to Cass' admirer, he taps the table.

Whatever they want. By the way...

Turning back to the couple.

Mike says you owe him a drink. I think he has some moonshine to have you try. It is actually very good for it to be from some guy in the woods that a friend of a friend of a friend of his knows.

Nicolas pounded his double screwdriver and slammed the glass back down. Nodding to the bartender, he received a new one. It was hard to impossible for him to get drunk, but he decided he needed a drink tonight. He would be fine for when he was needed tonight but dammit, he missed Morgan here and he decided that alcohol was the best acceptable alternative.

 

[Orion]

Starlight Lounge

Haleigh: You are such a fucking tease.

He laughed. He could say the same about her. Just the way she looked at him was teasing enough. He would have to stop thinking about it if he wanted to maintain any sort of discretion. They got in the elevator, and he lifted his chin as she straightened his bow tie for him.

Haleigh: Have I ever told you how fucking sexy you look in a tux? It's a real detriment to my self control.

"So I shouldn't offer a quickie in the elevator, then?"

Haleigh: Definitely not. The elevator ride is over already anyway. We would have had to have sex at the speed of light.

"Good point. I rather like to draw it out, myself."

He had only mentioned it to be a smart ass. He wrapped his arm around her as they exited the elevator and breezed through the lobby, into the Starlight Lounge. Nicolas was here, along with an attractive girl that Zach assumed was Nic's date. Zach and Nic shook hands, and completed the standard half hug.

Haleigh: We meet again. I feel like I should have secret decoder rings made for us.

Zach leaned towards the bar as Nic told the bartender to get them whatever they wanted, and looked over the wine list. He searched for a good Chianti.

"Two glasses of the 2004 vintage of Castello di Ama Vigneto La Casuccia."

He passed a glass to Haleigh as he swirled his around a bit, to allow it to breathe. Nic was talking to Haleigh about moonshine. Clearly he wasn't going to get an introduction to this mystery girl. He smoothly took Cass's hand from the bartop.

"My apologies, beautiful..... I don't believe we've met. I'm Zachary Armani."

 

[Persephone]

There was something about elevators that seemed to flip a switch in both Ava and Simon. The confined space...the intimacy...the fact that at any moment the doors could open revealing them to whomever awaited. With her body pressed against Simon's and her arms wrapped around his neck, they were locked together in a heated and heavy kiss. One that made time slow down. One that made them both wish they didn't have to go to dinner.

Feeling the elevator start to slow, Ava pulled away. Her eyes went to Simon's mouth, seeing her lip gloss shining on the bottom of his lip. Smirking, she moved her thumb along his mouth.

"Maybe we should start taking the stairs?"

She teased as she removed the last reminisce of their kiss from him. Stepping toward the mirrored elevator wall, Ava pulled out her lip gloss from her clutch and reapplied just as the doors opened. Putting the gloss back into her bag, she stepped off the elevator and made her way into The Starlight Lounge with Simon by her side. Seeing Nicolas, Cass, Haleigh, and Zach were already in attendance, Ava smiled at the sight of Zach. It felt like ages since she had seen him. Immediately walking up to him, she knew he was trying to strike up a conversation with Cass, but she didn't care.

"Zachary Armani..."

Running her hands down his arms as he turned around, Ava smiled.

"It's been awhile."

Embracing him with an affectionate hug.

"You look good."

Pulling out of the hug, Ava adjusted his tie that she had shifted during their embrace. Stepping back, she looked to her sister and smiled.

"Keeping him in shape I see."

She teased as she moved past Haleigh and leaned in towards the bartender.

"I'll have whatever they're [Zach and Haleigh] drinking."

 

[Recall]

Parthenon - Starlight Lounge

Before long Vivica arrived at The Parthenon to the flash bulbs of the paparazzi and the press. Stepping out of her town car she posed for a few pictures as she made her way into the lobby, down the Great Hall and into The Starlight Lounge, one of her favorite venues in the hotel. It was intimate, chic and had an old school Hollywood feel about it.

The host greeted her and informed her that the lounge had been closed especially for the dinner tonight and that several were already in the main room enjoying cocktails and the ambience. She cracked her neck back and forthe as she headed into the main lounge area and a cocktail server greeted her.

Server: What can I get you to drink, Miss?

Vivica smiled.

"I'll have a Moscow Mule please. I'll be with the others over there..."

She surveyed the area. So far Simon, Ava, Haleigh, Zach and Cass had arrived. She exhaled deeply. These people she could deal with. These people for the most part she liked. And after her conversation with Blaze, she felt a little lighter hearted at the prospect of Ava Cassadine. She walked over to the group and announced her arrival.

"Well, well...Round TWO here we come!"

Vivica greeted Simon first with a kiss on the cheek and a warm hug.

"You survived the night and you've been invited back! That's a good sign, Pratt!"

She smirked at him. She looked over to Ava. This was going to be harder.

"Good to see you Ava. You look spectacular as always. Love the necklace!"

Vivica decided she would just compliment the woman and slowly move forward to a point where she hoped they could BOTH pretend that nothing had transpired between them. She moved over to Haleigh and Zach.

"Haleigh...always a pleasure to see you...Love the dress!"

She gave Haleigh a warm hug and IN that hug she said everything that she couldn't say out loud in front of the others at the moment. She thanked her for what her organization had helped her with, she thanked her for what they had taught her. She thanked her for everything, but the hug looked nothing more than two casual acquaintances greeting each other.

"And Zach...long time no see, love! Come here!"

Vivica embraced him in a deep hug as her server came over to her and delivered her Moscow Mule. She took it in her hand as she made her way over to Nicolas and Cass. She hugged Nicolas and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.

"Lookin' good Nicki!"

And finally she made her way to Cassandra. She once again went in for the huggin and hellos.

"Cassie! Good to see you again! That dress is a little scandalous girl! Watch out!"

Vivica took a sip of her drink and looked around the room.

"I take it our guest of honor is planning on being fashionably late AGAIN!?! Well, these shoes are killing me...so forgive me for sitting DOWN!"

She pulled out a chair and took her seat near the front of the table, taking a sip of her drink as she looked around and watched the friends interact.

 

[Ruby]

The Parthenon - Starlight Lounge

:: Cass was still laughing and flirting with the server when Nicolas showed up and gave her a hug. ::

“Hi Nicolas!!”

Dude...I am ABSOLUTELY no competition. As long as I can be her friend, steal an occasional squeeze-and-rub here and there and a peck on the cheek she is all yours if she wants. I just want to make sure you bill the drinks properly. Screwdriver...heavy on the screw...and whatever she wants all night.

*teasingly*: “Heavy on the SCREW?! Oh Nicolas! My, my…”

:: She laughed at the disappointed server who handed her drink begrudgingly. ::

“Oh, don’t be like that. He’s my friend. Now’s not the time to be all possessive…”

:: She winked at him. The server smiled brightly. ::

So...now that I have given you away to some dude for the night, how are YOU feeling? You LOOK great...Spectra is serving you well.

:: Cass laughed loudly. ::

“Oh, I get it. You’re PIMPIN’ me out! Don’t worry, though, I’m okay with that. As for how I’m feeling, I’m feeling pretty good! I really am. I had a nice time with the girls at Mandala then had a much needed nap. Don’t worry, Nicky, this drink has coffee in it.”

"We meet again. I feel like I should have secret decoder rings made for us."

:: Cass chuckled. ::

“So we do. You guys look lovely.”

:: She hadn’t met the guy beside Haleigh before, but she had seen him around Melrose Place. He kept to himself a lot of the time. Cass felt surprise when Mystery Dude took her hand, but then he introduced himself. ::

Clearly he wasn't going to get an introduction to this mystery girl. He smoothly took Cass's hand from the bartop.

"My apologies, beautiful..... I don't believe we've met. I'm Zachary Armani."

:: Cass nodded. ::

“Hi, I’m Cass-“

:: She was interrupted by AVA who clearly knew that. So she decided to have a little fun. ::

*happily*: “Oh, I see you know my fan club president! Ava, you look stunning as always.”

:: Vivica showed up next, greeting everybody. ::

And finally she made her way to Cassandra. She once again went in for the huggin and hellos.

"Cassie! Good to see you again! That dress is a little scandalous girl! Watch out!"

“Hey Viv!”

:: She hugged the beauty back. ::

“Nice to see you too! Well, what can I say? I can’t help it! But YOU…I love YOUR dress! Wowza!”

 

[Artemis]

Parthenon- from Cameron's penthouse to the Starlight lounge

Cameron and Alycia were in the Master Bedroom suite of his house with Cameron in the main bedroom, moving between the large and expansive walk in closet and his giant Eastern King bed as Alycia was in the bathroom putting the finishing touches on his look. Deciding to go with a flashy and somewhat shiny black suit from The House of Spectra's 'Taboo' line. He laid the outfit out on his bed as he removed his bath robe and started to get dressed. He talked to Alycia as she was finishing getting ready.

"We've had some weekend haven't we? Almost makes me wish that it didn't have to end..."

[sitting on the bed, putting on his socks]

It HAS been unbelievable, but in a good way! I feel like this is the first time I've been able to truly let my hair down and PLAY as hard as I've worked or fought!

:: Alycia replied as she continued to sit in front of the large mirror::

"That massage did WONDERS for me...I've been pulling TRIPLE duty lately it seems...It feels so good to just relax for a moment.."

Ohhhh....it's so hard for the CEO of a multi-billion dollar conglomerate, hosting a weekend affair for Blaze Victory and his friends/family! Oh Boo-hoo!

:: She jokingly mocked and teased as she pouted her lips in the mirror and laughed a bit::

He went into the bathroom to grab some grooming products as he caught a flash of a sultry and sexy Alycia primping herself in the mirror, wearing only her designer bra and panties. Cameron whistled loudly and made some oogling noises as he leaned over her, kissing her on the cheek as he grabbed his stuff.

"Have MERCY..you look delicious!"

Hmm.

:: Alycia closed her eyes with a smile as Cameron kissed her. It was still an interesting feeling, to be around him like this. She had a sense that she'd "Be with him" in some way sooner rather than later...but THIS was something closer to "Sex & the City" and yet...it felt NATURAL to her. ::

He smirked and set things down on the nightstand next to his bed.

"And THANKFULLY...for the most part everybody has behaved. No giant messes to clean up...Except Security detail DID alert me of several patrons passed out in strange places throughout Envy last night...I'm assuming it's the handy work of Cassandra...I might have to set her straight about not leaving bodies around a nightclub owned by one of The Six..."

[he shook his head]

"You know what? Screw it...somebody ELSE can talk to her...I've done enough this weekend. I am just looking for some good food, a nice glass of wine and a heartfelt and low key evening.."

Cameron put his shirt on as he grabbed his phone for a second.

Yes. Even *I* managed to suppress my urges to bend Vivica over backwards and fold her into a pretzel!

:: Alycia said with a knowing, bitchy tone, as Cameron continued on about Cass!?::

Well...EVERYONE was in rare form last night. Perhaps she just got a bit more..."Carried away" in the moment. I mean really, this is the most INVOLVED and open she's been with the group, post blue moon, since she first ARRIVED to Melrose Place and the Six.

But I do think you...or someone, perhaps Karen or Sharon maybe, should talk to her about that. This is really the first time SINCE the Six was outed and Illustra FELL that most of the group has been back here like this! Some members are already LIVING here and a few others seem to be moving toward relocating here...the last thing anyone wants is to have their "2nd chance" destroyed by some excessive behavior...no matter how "unintentional" it may have been...

:: Alycia said with concern as she stood up and made her way into the master bedroom. She slipped into a simple, chic, black and white cocktail dress , pausing for a moment in the mirror. she didnt need any wrist accessories, her feminum bracelets provided the perfect touch!::

putting his phone down he began to put the rest of his outfit together. After he was satisfied by his look he went to the bathroom to put the finishing touches on his hair and put on a little bit of cologne. He was stopped dead in his tracks by how good Alycia looked.

"You look BREATHTAKING...my god...it's criminal...a crooked lawyer...what a sexy cliche you are..."

:: She laughed softly as she smirked. Well...I've been saying something similar about YOU ever since I laid eyes on you during the Blue Moon. You've really gotten yourself together...filled out in just all ALL the right....

places...

Cameron kissed her passionately as he primped his hair and splashed some cologne on. He extended his arm out to Alycia with a warm smile.

:: She returned his kiss with the same amount of passion as she ran her finely manicured finger nails through his hair for a moment before suddenly GRIPPING his hair and pulling his face and lips away from her's. Not enough to HURT, but definitely unexpected. There was a glint in her hazel eyes.::

Now, NOW, Cameron. I didn't spend all this time applying this lipstick for you to make have to re-apply before we even get to the Starlight Lounge! There'll be plenty of time for us to rip each other's clothes off later!

:: She winked, grabbing hold of his junk before turning away from him to slip on her matching high heels::

"Are you almost ready? I'd like to get there a little early to make sure everything is set up correctly. All the paperwork and such should have already been sent down there, so that is taken care of..and guests should be receiving their bottles of wine at their doors as we speak...Looks like we are good to go, as long as you are!"

Yes. I just have to grab my clutch w/ everything I put it in.

Karen has her paper work and her gifts ready to present.

Oh...by the way...Nicolas talked to Karen and myself and there HAS been one slight change of plans.

:: One last check in the mirror, grabbing her clutch and out the door of Cameron's penthouse they go, down the hall to the private elevator. She walked with him, accepting the arm her offered her. ::

We're going to meet at the Starlight for cocktails and Hors d'oeuvre.

And THEN, Karen and Nicolas came up with THIS little idea...

:: She began to tell him about it as the elevator doors closed and they made their way down to the Starlight lounge. ::

:: By the time the doors opened and they steppd out together. Alycia squeezed Cameron close for a moment, smiling as he understood and nodded with agreement and approval for the small but key change in plans for the evening. Together they made their way to the Starlight Lounge::