Re: Egyptian: Selina & Robert
[That flicker of a glance was noted, and it made her lush grin go wider. Oh, she was a sad kitty cat beneath all the smiles, but that widening of lips was genuine. She did like being noticed. As for his I might be? She just chuckled, the sound all of course you are, secure to the very tips of her toes. Out here, on this gaming floor, she was the most confident woman in the room. Out here? She was everything, and the facade was flawless. She carried herself with the ease of a woman who knew her own value, no need to look into the mirror to remember that she was beautiful. She turned, and she crooked a finger over her shoulder, come hither as she led him to the stairs that curved along the edge of the room and upward.
From that top landing, the Egyptian glittered. Marble beneath her heels, and she led him further up, up, and she waved off the guard at the entrance to her private chamber with a graceful flick of wrist that was not questioned; no one questioned her here.
Inside, after the double doors had closed on the sitting area of a very opulent suite, balcony doors thrown wide onto the Gotham night, she turned to look at him. Up, down, up in mossy green.]
For you? I can make time. [And that was all purr, all guise.]