Lita's hand kept shaking too much for her to actually light her own cigarette. But suddenly there was a light for her and Grimm was answering her. She let him light her cigarette as he continued to talk and lit his own cigarette. Lita didn't say anything, instead staring at him as he answered every single one of her questions with a specificity that belied the intelligence behind his eyes. She raised her cigarette to her lips and took a drag as he spoke in detail about constellations, then informed her that his favorite romantic couple was Emperor Justinian and his queen Theodora. Her gold eyes were trained on him, as he casually smiled at her, that heart melting smile that almost made her weak in the knees.
Then he let her know that he didn't have a girl friend, and she wasn't an idiot. Lita found herself slowly smiling at him. Raising her cigarette to her lips, she took a drag of the cigarette again before she exhaled and pointed up at the sky where a group of stars were. "Cetus is over there, but its too bright to see most of the group of stars."
Another drag on her cigarette and she spoke again, a quote. "'All of us are in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars'." Letting out the smoke she held in her lungs, she meet his eyes. "One of my favorite poets." He grinned at her. "Oscar Wilde," he supplied. She winked at him, gesturing with her cigarette.
"But its hard to choose with Edgar Allen Poe and Slyvia Plath to choose from. My favorite poem at the moment is A Mad Girl's Love Song." She paused. "The idea of loving someone as much as she loves the man in the poem, of someone kissing you insane and filling your head with poetry, its so..." she trailed off. "Intoxicating." Their eyes met again she had that feeling in the pit of her stomach, like butterflies.
"I can name almost any constellation, I spend a lot of time looking at the sky, but I can tell you for star gazing, outside the city is best. Then the sky lights up with stars that don't even have names." Her eyes were alight as she spoke of the heavens.
"Orpheus and Eurydice are my favorite romantic couple. When she died his sad music convinced even Hades and Persephone to allow him to take her from the underworld. It didn't end well, but there is something about music being able to turn the hearts of the Gods themselves in the face of love." Taking another drag of her cigarette she considered him for a moment as shifted her purse to her shoulder. Then she held out her hand to him.