Backdated to the 16th

[ancillary]

Characters: Bruce Wayne and Miranda Lawson
Location: Fire Sector
Situation: The most professional dinner date.
Warnings/Rating: Unknown?

[ In a suit someone had one poetically described as formfitting to the point she looked as if she had been dipped in it, Miranda excelled at making herself stand out when she needed to, and when to blend and fade away when she didn't. On this particular occasion she made every effort for the former without coming off as vain. At least this get up suited both work and more pleasurable affairs with equal effectiveness. Despite all appearances to the contrary her actual wardrobe wasn't that extensive. She valued function over form.

Miranda didn't need to be told that Yventas was the ritziest restaurant in one of the wealthiest sectors when it so unashamedly advertised the fact with its rolling, blue flame decor that wrapped around its own private garden and imperial, two story construction. It left her with the wonder if Mr. Wayne had good taste, or just knew how to impress; in her experiences, those two aspects were not mutual. Her high-heels struck the limestone walkway into the building in a constant tap as she waited, somewhat, patiently for her business date. ]

Comments

[ancillary]

[ Their glasses clink together in a sealed agreement. ]

Happy to come aboard, Mr. Wayne.

[cowled]

So, now that that little matter is concluded, I believe the rest of the evening's ours to do with as we will. Do you have any other plans?

[Oops back in the playboy role.]

[ancillary]

Looking over budget drafts for the next six or so hours was how I planned to spend the remainder of my evening if this went well.

[ She laughed casually. It had been her first idea for a good time, anyway. ]

But, I suppose I can learn to be more flexible with my schedule.

[cowled]

That sounds positively invigorating.

[He's half-laughing as he says it. Bruce Wayne is not a numbers man.]

[ancillary]

Time of my life, really.

[ Things you wished she were joking about, but wasn't. ]

I find the ones in charge know best how to enjoy what little time is allotted to them, though.

[cowled]

[Oh that definitely gets a bit of a disarming smile.]

I think you've possibly overshot your estimation of my work ethic.

[he has all the free time in the world, gosh.]