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Nikola Tesla (electromagnet) wrote in valarlogs,

Nikola's eyes flicked down to her biting her lip, then back up to her own eyes as he leaned in a little to listen. "I'm sure you won't fing yourself in the tabloids. You're just a designer. When do the tabloids ever focus on them?" Nikola had a search engine on his computer programmed to search for specific names and places, he'd have to add Lulu's to the list so he could have an alert whenever she popped up.

He leaned back a little, too, but caught that whiff of perfume. She was amazing. Breath-taking, really. He wanted to have his way with her again. "Right as rain, I'm afraid. Makes coffee shop conversation a little boring. I did start locking the door at five minutes past, however." He added, casually lifting his cup for a sip. "After the first day I haven't had any tardy or absent students."