His eyes moved back to the stage then to her, his grin never fading. "Oh, I do. And the bar over there. That stool. This table we are at. If someone walks in, well, I guess we'll have to charge a fee to watch, hm?" Blank didn't care if half the station showed up all at once, it was his birthday.
When she undid the last button, he shrugged his shoulders causing it to casually fall to the ground and disappear. Then she smiled at him with that wicked little smile of hers. It took a lot in him to not rip them out of their clothing and take her right there. With each click of his zipper, she'd feel something press up against it from the other side. Whatever it was was trying its hardest to get out of it confinement.