Re: Location - Dining room (waited on by Noctis or NPC)
"White, preferably," calling to the waitress before she left. Piper would have sipped at her red wine like a lady even though she didn't like it, hoping against hope it really did go well with whatever they were eating. The thing about white was that it always seemed to go with dessert too.
Her brows raised in interest, "Club, huh? You like 'em young then? That explains a thing or two." Not that either of them were particularly old--well, he might have been, with the whole supernatural element to his DNA but it was usually something she tried to think about lest she get an urge in the middle of the night to cut off his head. It had been weeks since she felt the old hunter drive flow through her veins and fuel raging ideas about supernatural murder; maybe it was going to be different this time after all. No sex or murderous thoughts but the brunette didn't know why she couldn't have one without the other.
"So what do you do now? Since you don't have anyone to challenge you at chess and entertain you with other activities? It must get...frustrating." He just made it so easy sometimes she couldn't resist, giving him her dirtiest, innocent look with her lip caught between her teeth. "You can't tell me eye candy and conversation are always enough." Eventually she would get him to explain all of this craziness to her but Piper didn't assume this would be the last time she asked.