Aphrodite (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} aphrodiseum) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} entrywaythreads, |
"Ooh." Her tone suggested that she had taken it as disapproval but her tiny smile and the playful glint in her eyes showed that wasn't the case. She generally kept this form around John's height, if not the exact same, but with those red stilettos on she had a good five inches on him, meaning that when she eventually tilted her head back and narrowed her eyes at him it was all for effect. "If you don't like it I can take it off."
When it came to Dite, nudity wasn't so much a threat as it was her default state. Not that John, or really anybody else, seemed to mind.
"Not here though," she said after a rather dramatic sigh and glance about the bar. It was fancy, sure, but not the kind of fancy she liked. "I don't want anyone thinking I approve of Mikey Boy. It's bad enough that you've been seen here. People know we're connected. I can't exactly pretend not to know you when I keep getting my hands inside your clothes in public. Now I'm being seen here trying to remind you that you have something much better waiting for you anywhere but here, and I won't break your nose the way he might if he spots you."