Carol / Constantine
"I like new stuff. How's now?" She wasn't really sure she knew what she was answering, but she really, really was thinking she wanted to get him off of that dancefloor- even if she was having a helluva time on it. Something about how he was looking at her was making it hard for her to think clearly, which resulted in her fingers playing with the hairs on the back of his neck.
"Could be. I mean, I like to win. And competing has always been a huge turn-on for me." She pulled back, eyes dark with lust, a challenging grin on her face. "Especially when it's a challenge."