Re: Beau and Phoenix
Well now, that was promising, wasn't it? Phoenix didn't care if the man before him was a celebrity, he didn't follow those sorts of things, he just cared that he was gorgeous and receptive. Thinking for a moment, Phoenix reached into an inner pocket of his dark jacket before pulling out a vial about the size of the end of his finger. In it, gold liquid shimmered and swirled around temptingly.
"Ten galleons and a kiss," he bargained. The vial of Enigma was a downer, but just in the way it chilled the brain out. It could also lower inhibitions in some partakers, leading some to believe it was a sexual stimulant, and the ingredients were rare enough that it usually went for fifteen galleons to the end user. He didn't mind taking a cut if he was able to have the pleasure of the man's lips on his.