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It's not every day in Milliways that she is completely and totally pleased with herself. But things went well - amazingly well - and the redhead comes down the stairs with a smile and a bounce in her step.

Both of these things could be attributed to a kiss by a bonfire the night before. And it would be a true attribution!

Let's just pretend it's as innocent as that and leave it there, mmk?

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Bill ducks his head and tilts it up to look at her. "Yeah. I think it might be on account of the company bein so good."

She grins at that, unable to hold it back. And maybe she's leaned in, just a little, but-- hesitantly, still not totally sure of the situation.

"Hen dui, that sounds 'bout right."

He's still figuring it out himself but closes the gap between them a little as well. "Yup."

"Mmmhmmm."

Leaning is good. Leaning at a glacial pace is a little less good so she's coming closer, enough to nuzzle his jaw, the smallest bit.

And he likes that, enough that he takes a moment just to enjoy her touch before finally giving her the kiss that's been waiting.

It's a good sort of wait. The kind of wait that makes the destination breathtaking.

Which is good. They can indulge for a while before they realize they're in the middle of the bar.

It takes a while but he does at last and finally, and a bit reluctantly, pulls away. He smiles at her and takes another piece of fruit.

Like that kiss hadn't been sweet enough already, from the fruit they'd had.

That would be the thought crossing her made and making her smile as she leans back and snags a waitrat to - very quietly - request more fruit.

Then snags the last apple and eyes him, very pleased with herself while she eats it.

He watches her, that same smile he had earlier when she first came up to him back on his face.

That same one?

She drops her gaze from him but that pleased little smile never leaves her lips. She does, however, trace the fruit bowl with a fingertip.

"...Never did finish that movie we started in my apartment," she says quietly.

Hint hint.

And this time Bill gets it. "Oh yeah? Think now might be the time to do that then."

"Too good a movie t'just pass up," she replies, grinning a little-- and grabs another waitrat.

"Can you send that fruit right up to my room, honey? Xiexie."

He watches the rat head off and then stands, offering an arm to her. "Shall we then?" It's amazing how calm he keeps his voice despite the building nervousness that's come about all of a sudden.

Same for her - though she does manage to keep the blush down when she stands, curling her arm around his and leaning a little. "Lead on."

Hey, maybe they'll actually finish the movie.

...Emphasis on maybe.

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