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phone post.
whatever line you use, it all goes to the same guy.
whatever line you use, it all goes to the same guy.
whatever line you use, it all goes to the same guy.
whatever line you use, it all goes to the same guy.
( ring ring )
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Ms Kyle's Phone.
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[Her voice is dry, but not totally devoid of humor. She'd known what had happened almost from the moment she'd realized she was down one cell phone and couldn't summon the surprise to actually be impressed. She did go to Chanel, though, and considers that compensation for all the personal details of her life that he's probably privy to by now. At least she was anticipating it.]
I hope you give good phone.
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[ Try harder was what she'd said, wasn't it? And yes, he is watching what purchases she's making with his card - though he has to wonder how many he's actually seeing, considering the peculiar details of the receipt she left in his pocket. ]
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No one's ever wanted my name badly enough to steal a cell phone that isn't even registered to me. I don't know if I'd say that I'm appreciative. [She hums, thoughtful.] Flattered, maybe. What an ordeal it must have been for you, and you still have enough energy left to take my calls. What a prince.
[At least she hasn't gone out and put a down payment on a penthouse, though the thought did cross her mind just out of spite. No way that would ever fly. And she's aware that her purchases are being monitored, which is why anything she might need for less than honest activities are just withdraws of cash. She hasn't been obnoxious, though, and barely generous. He might note the chunk she spent at a grocery store, for example. Practicalities.]
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No one's ever announced they wanted to pick-pocket me before going for it, so it can be a first for both of us.
I hope they're cute shoes.
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You know what they say. First times and all that. Hold on a minute.
[She doesn't give him time to reply one way or the other, but there's another voice laughing in the background, one that Selina's doesn't join but is easy to differentiate by tone alone. A moment later, Selina's phone in Bruce's hand should vibrate with a new message, from 'Jen.' No point in trying to hide now.
Selina's voice is back a moment later.]
Not too hipster, are they?
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What's 'hipster'?
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It's not important. You have good taste, anyway.
[Well, his credit cards do.]
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[ --For the first time, something that seems to deliberately drift towards flirtatious? Or.. ]
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Flattery will get you everywhere. [Without missing a beat, in the same subdued, flirtatious tone-] How long were you planning on keeping my phone? I was thinking you could return it over dinner. It would save me the hassle of having to come steal it back from you.
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[ And now he just sounds faintly incredulous. ]
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[She just sounds matter of fact. Why not get something nice out of it?]
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[ He'll cancel his card, though. But she probably figures that already. ]
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So that's a no to dinner. [How much has he seen? Did he talk to anyone? God, the explanations she's going to have to come up with.] You don't have to be so broken up about it.
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[ Milder - he didn't expect her to seem nearly defensive over saying no. ]
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[In his defense - in her defense - she's always, well... defensive. At least 50% of the time. When she's not being obnoxious or brash. Or violating every definition of personal space in the book. Still, she tries a lighter approach.]
Look, if you'd like to hold onto it for sentimental reasons, I completely understand. I'll just need a replacement.
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I just don't like going to restaurants, but if you're okay with a milkshake at Sonic..
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Do you actually like anything people say you do?
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Which people?
[ Stop being an asshole, Bruce. ]
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Why does it matter?
[Not combative, just curious.]
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[ That should sound like a smartass retort, but he manages to make it seem honest.
Is he being honest with her? Bruce himself isn't even sure. ]
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Well I haven't been speaking to your butler, if that answers your question.
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[ So he's just not gonna answer that, is what's happening here. ]
Where would you like me to bring your phone?
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[ Admittedly, she's thankful for that particular brand of avoidance, but she files it away all the same. ]
What, you haven't figured out my address at this point? [She tsks.] There's a cafe on Hudson Street. You don't have to drink anything, for the record.
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[ Of course he has. ]
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[ She'll have to start being twice as careful as she normally is, coming back to the apartment in the wee hours of the morning. ]
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[ Surely you're clever enough to put 1+1 = paparazzi together, Ms Kyle. ]
What time?
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[ It's not a difficult concept to grasp, but getting used to the idea that he's more than what he pretends to be when she's been exposed to that perspective since he came back from the dead is a hard habit to cultivate. Sonic is one thing; a cafe is another. Maybe she'll send Jen in ahead of her. ]
Six o'clock.
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I'll be by.
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Then I'll see you at six. Oh - you never did say what you thought of the shoes.
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[ :) ]
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You're right. Stick with the old boots. They make the sweater look better.
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[ And not hanging up on him in a grand flourish of sass? Drawing the conversation out? Ms Kyle. ]
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I doubt that you'd take it even if I offered it along with a Sonic milkshake.
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[ Windows are stationary structures, this is sheer lollygagging. ]
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[ Looking for sass, were you? All she needs to do now is hang up. ]
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[ Uh-huh. ]
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You're smarter than you look.
[ Despite her guilt, despite what she knows, some things will never change. ]
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[ No he doesn't. He should - but. ]
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Then don't be stupid.
[ Sassy enough? Selina cuts the call off before he has the chance to respond. ]
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