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Phoebe was revitalized being in the city. It was amazing what a few weeks in New York City can do for a girl after months on an island. Phoebe was taking advantage of it and she planned on dragging Kate with her. Who knew when they'd get this opportunity again in a city that didn't sleep. Instead of dressing for clubbing, Phoebe put on her jeans and a backless top. While she loved dressing up there were times when she loved dressing down just as much.

She picked up Kate in a taxi (god was that nice to be able to use those again) and headed toward A small jazz/blues club that had live bands but they could talk, too. It was a place that Phoebe had frequented a lot when she lived in New York. As the cab pulled up to the establishment in an old brick building she grinned over at Kate. "It's down in the basement and you almost feel like you have to say a code to get in like in the 20s."

Date: 2012-12-29 09:37 pm (UTC)
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That makes Kate snort, a little rough, but definitely amused. "I would pay to see Neal wrapped in unicorns, rainbows, and kittens." Her mouth twitches, fingers rub against the grain of the table. "Hell, I'd probably pay to see Neal wrapped in shovels. With how he looks in a suit, I'd say it'd be worth it."

No matter how much she tried to tell herself it was, though, the suit and the date, were not the problem.

Date: 2012-12-30 02:37 am (UTC)
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"Back in Old City, I'll see your unicorns and rainbows with Bigfoot, a mermaid, and raise you an annoying flying guy," Kate cracks, but then she's back to remembering the way Neal threaded his fingers with hers when she found him in the Sanctuary.

Which leads to her remembering the date, and her reaching for the whiskey because seriously, what the fuck? Blindsiding a girl with a suit and flowers is so not fair.

Date: 2012-12-31 02:13 am (UTC)
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"Yeah, he's like less than a foot tall. Drives me batshit. Pulling my hair and calling me Katie." When he wasn't calling her worse things, but she's not bringing that to this table.

She sips the whiskey and gives Phoebe's expectant look a little shrug. "You expecting a blow by blow? 'Cause I gotta say, there've been a lot of blows." Yeah, she meant it just like that.

Date: 2012-12-31 05:35 pm (UTC)
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"I never get bored with a hooker's job," Kate deadpans, and then smirks. Hard. Blow jobs are the ultimate power trip, and even if Kate's just as happy (sometimes happier) to be on the bottom side of that, there are days giving up control is the last fucking thing she wants.

Like, pretty much every day with Neal right now. She still has no idea what's going on in his head. At least Sawyer gave it up in his eyes. But Neal's so good, she can't read him. Or maybe she's just too scared to try.

Date: 2013-01-01 07:51 am (UTC)
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Kate grins, drains her whiskey and pours them both another. She doesn't drink that much these days, but there's nothing to stop her tonight.

She nudges Phoebe's glass across the table to her. "To blowjobs. Giving them, and bringing the boys to their knees."

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