Cass laughed as he walked back in through the door, "Car's warming up, we can get going as soon as you and Dog are done with whatever it is you're doing. I've already told Henn we're going out. She warned us to be on our best behavior 'or else'," he said with airquotes, running a brush through his hair one last time before leaving the house. He'd already spent an hour or so with Henn to get rid of the pesky sexual frustration that led to his bad mood. He was proud of himself just at the moment, and had decided to leave what he and Miniver argued about where it was - in the past.
He had on his usual array of dark clothes. A long-sleeved black velvet shirt snugly fit around his torso and arms, clinging to a form that, when he'd bought the thing, was at a level of skinny that was worrisome. Now, it looked better on him since he'd put on weight again. He wore a pair of black pants with D-rings sewn onto various places, and between four of them, were some bondage straps that criss-crossed behind him. It wasn't exactly dressed up, but for Cass, it was more dressed up than he'd gotten since he'd started school again. He felt that he owed it to Soren to look his best, and had spent half the day preening and obsessively grooming himself, because he had nothing better to do with that time.
He jangled the keys and then picked up a squeaky ball to toss down the hall so Dog would go after it, and he winked at Soren. "Where do you want to go, direction-wise?"