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Neal Caffrey (classicratpack) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2011-08-21 19:35:00

Entry tags:

bb lebeau, neal caffrey

WHO: Neal Caffrey and BB LeBeau.
WHAT: First date!
WHERE: Her place to start.
WARNINGS: Possible, nay, probable smutty things.

Neal was early to BB's house in Stockholm, figuring it wouldn't kill him. Standing at her door, though, he thought to himself a minute, grinning. It was a good thing he always had at least one pick on him. Neal set to picking the Abloy lock on the front door again, mostly to make her laugh, but partly to improve, and he did. It was just over five and a half minutes later when he got the door open. "BB?"

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folleconnasse
2011-08-22 12:56 am UTC (link)

She was putting the finishing touches on her outfit for the evening. She'd managed to lace herself into her corset (something she was oddly good at, Dani had taught her) and put on her garter belt and stockings. By the time she heard his voice, she'd finished her hair and gotten into her dress, a teal confection that made her eyes brighter. She'd slipped into her favorite shoes and had just finished her makeup. Smiling, she called out to him. "Just a minute!"

She spritzed herself with perfume and walked out into the main room, putting in her earrings as she walked. "You're early."

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	classicratpack 2011-08-22 01:06 am UTC (link)
	If he had to be honest, he noticed the earrings first; Neil Lane, black diamonds. Probably wearing a million on each ear. But then came the dress, the legs and the smile. "You look gorgeous." He kissed her cheek lightly. "I was early, but tried to get some practice in. Trimmed about forty seconds off my time on that Abloy." He hoped she laughed. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-08-22 01:08 am UTC (link)
	Laugh she did, squeezing his hand and turning her head for a proper kiss. If life had taught her anything, it was that waterproof and smudgeproof makeup were essential in her life. "You'll master it in no time," she grinned. "You look better than I do, you know." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-08-22 01:15 am UTC (link)
	Well, he wouldn't turn that down. Neal smiled when their lips met briefly. "John Varvatos and Thomas Pink, in that order," he teased. "They don't match Neil Lane. Shall we?" (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-08-22 01:18 am UTC (link)
	"And of course you know jewelry. Usually I wear something nice, and guys barely notice I'm wearing it all. I find most men know lingerie, though." She picked up her purse and then took his arm, happy to be near him again. He smelled good and he was warm, and she sort of thought he liked her. "I hope you like Thai food." (Reply to this)

classicratpack
2011-08-22 01:30 am UTC (link)

"I know jewelry." Neal chuckled. It wasn't as if he hadn't stolen a bit of it, though it wasn't his normal thing. He smiled at her when she took his arm, fixing his hat with his free hand. "I like Thai food, though I haven't had a whole lot of it. Didn't the menu just change from French at this place?" Next was a restaurant based on concept; the chef had opened the place with a 1902 French menu and now swapped to Thai. In six months, it would change again.

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	folleconnasse 2011-08-22 01:34 am UTC (link)
	She locked the door behind her, smiling up at him and nodding. "Mmhm, basically the whole restaurant was built behind the chef getting bored all the time and wanting to change things up. I love him so much, Alinea is one of my favorites." She squeezed his hand. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-08-22 01:42 am UTC (link)
	"I read about him in prison." Neal had appreciated getting magazines of different subjects. He'd been happy to read anything that wasn't a Bible. "I have the money to go to those restaurants, but never had the connections." He smiled, holding out his hand to touch the portkey as they got close. (Reply to this)

folleconnasse
2011-08-22 01:46 am UTC (link)

At the mention of him having been in prison, her eyes darkened. Not because he'd gone, but because it was unfair that he'd gone. Because he was so vibrant, so vital, that she hated to even think of him in prison. When they arrived in Chicago, she smiled at him, turning to him and stroking his cheek. "I hope it's good. I'm sure it will be, but ... I don't know. You deserve to make up for lost time, right?"

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	classicratpack 2011-08-22 01:53 am UTC (link)
	He liked that light touch. "It'd be nice," Neal replied, smiling. "I've been trying to make up for lost time since I got out." He'd been doing his best. She would be a nice help, or so it seemed. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-08-22 01:57 am UTC (link)
	"I'll help in any way I can," she smiled, tiptoeing up and kissing him lightly. She didn't let it linger, and moved down soon enough, but she liked kissing him. When they resumed walking, she grinned and shook her head at him. "Peter seems sweet. He called me, apologizing for anything you might do tonight. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-08-22 02:02 am UTC (link)
	That earned a swift eyebrow raise. "Why would he do that?" If that was serious, he really wouldn't be happy. Of all things, Neal knew how to treat a woman. He saw the line ahead on the sidewalk and headed toward it, hoping they didn't have to wait very long. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-08-22 02:04 am UTC (link)
	BB shook her head when he got in line and tugged him gently to the front. "Two under BB LeBeau for six?" She smiled at the maitre d', cocking her head when they were immediately let in. She stroked his cheek as they were taken to a pretty seat near the kitchen. "I think he was being sarcastic," she grinned once they were seated. "He's sweet. He likes you." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-08-22 02:12 am UTC (link)
	That was nice, not having to wait. They were shown inside and Neal laughed softly, appreciating how elegant the decor was. He hoped she didn't think he was using her for her connections. "Peter has a way of making you feel loved and mocked at the same time," he finally said, removing his hat and putting it and his suitjacket on the coat rack that was tucked in a corner. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-08-22 02:16 am UTC (link)
	"The line outside is for people hoping someone cancels. They don't take walk-ins." She shrugged and crossed her legs under the table, leaning back and smiling as a waitress came to take their drink orders. Everyone got the same tasting menu too, and she couldn't help but smile at Neal, leaning forward and squeezing his hand. "So, what are you working back in New York?" (Reply to this)

classicratpack
2011-08-22 02:29 am UTC (link)

"Right now, a really annoying guy with a habit of charming women out of their life savings." Neal shook her head. He might deceive women, but he'd never left anyone dependent on welfare, and at the very least, he'd given them a good time before he left. To nick things from people who wouldn't miss them was different than destroying lives. Of course, there were those who'd call him a hypocrite anyway.

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folleconnasse
2011-08-22 02:33 am UTC (link)

"Do you need any help? Don't get me wrong, you two are super smart, but I don't think either of you are experts on women. Trust me, nobody is." She smiled up at the waitress when she brought over their wine - which they weren't allowed to select either, which made her grin - along with their starter. "Fried banana with fried garlic, pickled shallot, and cilantro blooms," the waitress murmured.

BB closed her eyes, inhaling the scent of the food, purring to herself. When she opened her eyes, she grinned at Neal. "You first."

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	classicratpack 2011-08-22 02:53 am UTC (link)
	He took a sip of wine and blinked when he heard what the starter was. "Okay, the wine's perfect, and that sounds awesome." Neal took a bite of the banana, letting his eyes go wide. "I've never had anything like that before." Amazing. After he'd chewed, he thought. "I think we can manage this if only because of me." It was what he did, after all. Just ... crueler. (Reply to this)

folleconnasse
2011-08-22 02:59 am UTC (link)

She ate daintily, eyes closed, breaths going a bit more shallow. "Mmph," she purred, dabbing at her mouth and laughing. "Sorry, went a bit catatonic there. I'm sure you can, but still. Offer stays open if you need any advice about the female psyche." One never knew.

And just after the first appetizer came the next, a prawn cake with white pepper, coriander, and lime zest. "I could kiss the chef."

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classicratpack
2011-08-22 03:04 am UTC (link)

Neal agreed wholeheartedly, making gustatory happy noises. He'd never known that flavors like this could be combined to actually make something good. "God, that's great. And I don't know, I may know how women act around men, but if I actually asked you about the female psyche, I think you'd have to explain most of human history." He'd never pretended to actually know how they thought; he just had a lot of practice and some good guesses in his corner. And, if he was vain, his looks and charm.

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	folleconnasse 2011-08-22 03:31 am UTC (link)
	"I don't even know if I can explain it, and I'm a girl." She laughed and reached out for his hand, squeezing gently. "I'm just glad that you want to come to dinner with me." She laughed when he talked, and couldn't help but stare at him fondly. (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-08-22 03:39 am UTC (link)
	"Hey, you started the game." Neal winked, finishing off his prawn cake. "I haven't had anyone start the game with me." He'd loved her guts ... after he'd been angry for about thirty seconds about his hat being thieved. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-08-22 03:43 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, it's still going, Neal." She grinned, leaning forward. "You're taking me to your house tonight, remember?" She winked at him. He had to know that she was going to nick something of his. "I'm just glad you didn't get upset. Initially I was going to go for your cufflinks, but you'd have noticed it before I got out of the door." (Reply to this)

classicratpack
2011-08-22 03:48 am UTC (link)

"I definitely would have. And honestly, you distracted me pretty effectively." Neal smirked, breaking off as the next course arrived. "Shrimp?" He tasted it, blinking when the chili flavor hit him. "Wow." After a minute, he shook his head. "For a hot second I was pretty mad when you took my hat, but then I saw the card and it was fine. I didn't think you'd destroy it to spite me." God forbid.

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folleconnasse
2011-08-22 03:52 am UTC (link)

"It's easier to notice loose cuffs than something you weren't wearing." She ate the shrimp contentedly, nibbling happily and closing her eyes. "God, I was so skeptical about the raw garlic, but umph." She was glad she had brought a toothbrush and toothpaste in her purse for after dessert.

"Oh, please, I wore it home and then put it on a table. I didn't even put it on a rack, I didn't want to bend it out." She smiled and shook her head. "Yeah, wrecking your things isn't the best way to get to know you." Or get into his pants. But she didn't want to say that out loud.

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