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It's not that Desire hasn't been visiting Milliways: Desire has.
As the Endless is so fond of reminding old friends, this is a bar: Desire never really leaves.
But maybe, just maybe, it's the first time in a long while that the Endless has been spotted moving through the crowd, reclaiming the usual booth.
Desire smirks, sets the cigarette in hand into the blue ashtray on the table and proceeds to get comfortable, shoes propped up on the bench across the way.

So.
How long has it been since you've seen Desire?

[ OOC: Pretty please! I'm attempting to get back in the swing. Ping me at milliwaysdesire before pouncing me, so I know what to expect? Thanks! - Bansh ]

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Excellent.
"Well done," Desire commends her, reaching across the table with his unoccupied hand to tap his cigarette's ash into the blue ashtray. "And what are your plans for it, now?"

Amanda laughs, "I think I'll just enjoy it where it is. I didn't really care that much about the diamond itself but rather the diversion of the chase."

Casually sipping her drink until there isn't anymore. She pouts and puts the empty glass on the table.

"Looking for another diversion, are you?"

Desire signals a waitrat and prepares to put in for two drinks.

"And what will you be drinking?"

She looks at the empty glass and decides, "Another peach smoothie would be nice. Thank you."

Amanda has to think about it, "I'm not sure. It seems that everytime I manage to try to distract myself things go from bad to worse." despite her words she is grinning michievously, "Though I suppose now that I'm bound I should find something to occupy my time." And obviously not the fun kind of bound.

Desire sends the waitrat off with a request for a peach smoothie and a surprise before Amanda gets to the 'bound' part -- Desire offers her a sympathetic look.

"Well. You're resourceful, chou-fleur, I'm sure you'll find something."

"I'm sure that I will." she grins. The whole being bound isn't so bad, she just doesn't like to be confined.

"THough if I am going to be bound there are more fun ways to do it." and the way that Desire will probably take it is exactly what she means it as.

Wouldn't she be disappointed if Desire didn't know?
Of course, Desire laughs. "Is that an invitation?"

FOr the first time Amanda turns to the Endless and he can see her eyes, "Only if you want it to be." they are mischievous and starting to become more carefree. More like the Amanda of old.

Desire raises his eyebrows and reacts accordingly. "Oo la la, cherie -- You're the serious sort at times, aren't you?"

Of course, it sounds like Desire's still teasing.

Amanda's grin widens, "I certainly can be when I so desire. But this you already know I think." she is on the verge of laughing. Being happy is a good feeling, one that has seemed foriegn as of late.

Desire chuckles, and lightly taps under her chin with one fever-warm fingertip. "Careful, Amanda. I know what you really want -- and it certainly isn't someone this much older than you are."

Family, Desire's touch whispers. Misbehaving. Lobo.
Strahan.

"But I'm happy to offer you a diversion."

The immortal isn't suprised but for a brief moment the thought that someone knows frightens her. Though it is a fleeting moment.

Doesn't he/she/it always. After all the immortal is driven by her desires. But for a chance for such personal attention from the Endless her eyes brighten. "Sounds inriguing or at worse fun." Because of course Desire is right, she likes misbehaving.

"Oh, I imagine this will be fun."
Desire's grin is infectuous.

"... Are you quite certain the Dresden Green is in your room?"

Infectious, yes as Amanda is grinning right up until the Endless asks. And then it fades a bit.

"Well. It was the last time I checked." Amanda looks a little concerned, "Why?"

Desire pushes up his right sleeve, followed by his left: 'Nothing up my sleeve,' the Endless seems to say, winking. Nothing in his hands.

And then Desire reaches behind Amanda's ear, producing the Dresden Green.

Desire isn't conjuring, honestly: It's just a bit of slieght of hand, the diamond having been in his pocket the whole time. And he grins at the look on her face.

"That's the distraction. Now, you have to get it back."

IS that a diamond in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?

Once the brief shock wears off her eyes and face light up with a mischevious smile. Let the games begin.

"Well now how did you manage that?" despite how expertly she is hiding the fact that she wants to just reach out and grab it Desire can perhaps sense it. But she resists. It will be so much more fun to pick his pocket later.

"Tch! That would be telling. Trade secrets, and all?" Desire offers her a wicked grin and tosses the gem lightly in his hand before pocketing it again.

"I take it you're up to the challenge?"

Amanda didn't expect him to tell her but she had to ask. After all there was always a chance. "Suppose so."

Amanda resists the temptation to take the diamond now. It's better to wait a little while. "You certainaly know how to show a girl a good time."

"The best," Desire advises mischeviously, reaching across to the waitrat with their drinks. "Your peach smoothie, mademoiselle."

Desire himself has a Brainteaser (http://www.webtender.com/db/drink/1424): He sips the yellow liqueur at the center with a straw.

When Desire reaches across to get the drinks from the wait-rat Amanda readjusts her position at the same time her hand slips into Desires pocket and takes back her Diamond, concieling it expertly.

Amanda accepts the smoothie graciously when he hands it to her. "Thank you" she sips it, "This is delicious. How is yours?"

Trying very hard to contain the excited buzz that she is feeling.

There's a moment when it seems Desire may have noticed the diamond being lifted -- He pauses, turning his attention toward Amanda with a faintly distracted look.

"Suprising," Desire answers her, and then settles back in his chair as if he'd never left.

Amanda settles back against Desire as it is now comfortable again.

"That can be fun." And yes she is all about the fun right now. She keeps sipping her drink because it is what she wants.

"I hope you're feeling suitably distracted."

"Very much so thank you."

Now most who have taken something from another person would try to get away as quickly as possible but Amanda rather savor the moment. THough she is feeling rather anxious to go pay Lobo a visit.

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