"If you had crow's feet, you'd just usher in a new style." Desmond grinned when he said it, oblivious to their departure from the labyrinth which was JFK thanks to Lust and her ministrations. "All look upon the lovely Ms. Vale and despair of their own faults, for next to you..." Leaning to one side and away, he drew back to force some space between them. Laugh lines appeared at the corners of his eyes, and the smile Divorce offered up was only cool because he put all his insatiability into the kiss he pressed to the Sin's lips.
"Next to you, me ducks, everyone else is wretched and not worth acknowledging."
The ride to Lust's penthouse really didn't seem long at all, after that.