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The Countess and a Silver Heart

It was almost too easy, this whole 'flirting' thing. Valerie was no fool, and in the literal sense she was no idiot - she'd have to be blind to not pick up on Amelia's game, to see that Amelia so cleverly thought that she was the hunter. That Valerie was the hunted. The prey. It was cute. Cute enough to let her go on thinking that. Afterall, it was now Valerie who had the phone number while all Amelia had were memories of the dance and the small satisfaction of knowing that her drinks were getting paid for by someone with money to burn. The both of them were no doubt playing their own little games, but in Valerie's case the game was victorious. From indifference to a phone number in the span of an evening. Valerie always got what she wanted, even if what she wanted didn't want her back.

Though it was clear now that 'want' was a very broad term.

Valerie glanced at the business card, resisting the urge to scoff at the plain last name following the un-plain first name. A nurse, was it. Well, Valerie was used to doctors, but nurses had their appeal. Though they tended to have much less steady hands. A blessing and a curse. Valerie gave the business card a flick before slipping it into her dress for safekeeping. "Leaving already?" Valerie motioned her head towards Brian, "Too bad. I was just about to really cut loose."

Valerie gave a wink, keeping the playful flirtation up even still. Let the two of them leave. She had what she wanted. And she'd even cover their bill. Valerie was feeling generous.

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Yay~

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Well yeah, Valerie isn't gonna give out her number. That's privileged information!

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Nuh uh!

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Valerie will not become the prey. :3

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As far as stress relief went, this wouldn't have been Valerie's first choice, but thus far it had proven to be acceptable. Normally a few hits to the heavy bag or a house call to the red light district or a stiff drink were how Valerie dealt with the stress that came up. Perhaps there was something to this dancing thing, though Valerie was quite convinced that it had less to do with the dancing and everything to do with the partner. Valerie had arrived angry, the events of the day having given her much to fuss over, but the anger was subsiding. She still had the thought of the earlier embarrassment in her head, but it was getting pushed aside. And soon enough things would be back to usual. Beginner's luck on the part of Stripper Girl, that's all it was.

But as Amelia spun around, Valerie's thoughts were on the present situation. Her cheeks didn't blush at the compliment, though there was a slight smug smile of satisfaction on her lips. Lips curved at the sides, her eyes narrowed like a seductress as she looked straight on towards Amelia, even as the latter leaned in to whisper her remarks. It was clear to Valerie that Amelia knew exactly what she was doing. The way she moved, the words leaving her lips, the self-satisfied smile, no doubt the routine had been practiced on any number of others over the years. But Valerie was not like them, not so easily swayed and prone to swooning over a brief skin-to-skin contact.

"But do you really mean that?" Valerie asked, speaking in a whisper as well, her lips mere inches from Amelia's ear. "Or are you just telling me what you think I want to hear? Whispering sweet nothings into my ear before you even get to the bedroom." After the sentence, Valerie lightly squeezed Amelia's hips, ending with a pinch of the woman's skin. "Let's find out how sincere you are." Before continuing, Valerie turned her head and planted a kiss directly onto Amelia's cheek, trailing her lips towards Amelia's ear, playfully biting towards the ear lobe - though she made sure not to actually bite. "You're going to give me your number. When it rings and I'm on the other end, then we'll see if you're being honest. Or if you're like all the others out there."

Valerie smirked following her reply, and in a swift movement, brought her face close to Amelia's. Valerie's lips were nearly touching Amelia's, but rather than close the gap, Valerie grinned and turned towards Amelia's other cheek, giving it the same lingering kiss she had given the opposite cheek.

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Valerie Cartier is not a good person, despite the good person face she puts on to fool the media/common people

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Clearly! Poor Amelia, totally unaware that the woman she is dancing with almost killed three innocent people via throwing them out of a helicopter earlier in the day.

I'll respond tomorrow~

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Polyphemus said
I was worried no one would get the joke.

I like you, friend. You make references I get.

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Polyphemus said
I personally would love to have a guy who insists on having the main character fight a giant spider.

Our producer is Jon Peters?