Re: quicklog: steph/eddie -- the arcade
[Eddie leaned on his golf club, crossing his foot over the other as he looked at her and smoked. It was a blast from the past without him even realizing him, except instead of a glistening cane, it was a putting club. He smirked at her like he saw what cards she was holding and shook his head.] You can also have a little if you want. [He held the cigarette out to put between her lips if she accepted. Then once that choice was made, he handed her the golf club and went to lean against the building wall.] I miss those damn block parties, but they wouldn't be the same here. Remember the gal that'd bring homemade Korean chicken? The kind that was so hot I almost fainted? You don't get that here. The whitest place in the country, by a country fucking mile.
[Eddie was not someone who swore often, but when he did, he tried to put a little buttery base on it.] Before you take a shot, I want to offer you a limited time deal on a lucky kiss. [He waggled his eyebrows at her.] It's reduced in price because it's going to taste like lung cancer. [He wasn't talking about his problem, not yet. Stephanie knew how to play this game better than anyone, though. She knew he needed to warm up.]