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WHO: Tony Stark & Selina Kyle
WHERE: A fancy bar for fancy people.
WHEN: Backdated! Like uhhh... 8/3?
WARNINGS: Swag ratings off the chart.
SUMMARY: Selina "interviews" for a job as a security contractor.
FORMAT: Brack...ets....

[ The "job" was already as good as hers, both of them knew that. There was a bit of irony to it, the fact that her experience could make her a very legitimate, very skilled security consultant. Of course, that's not her plan, and she gets the feeling that he already knows. It's a bit difficult to gauge, when she's not exactly sure what her "old self" got into, but the position offered is too specific to think otherwise.

So this means that she might have to worry about being watched, and not in the way she likes to be watched. It may be unavoidable, but she's hoping she can convince her new boss to relax a bit.

She's early, perched at the bar with her fingers curled around a drink she hasn't touched while listening to the strains of jazz piano that drift through the air. ]

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[ The clink of glasses was unmistakable. It said a lot for Tony's control right now, how on task he was right now, that he only gave it a thought, before he moved on from it. There was still the dry itch, the temptation, but he moved on. Running more processes, to keep the overclocked brain on task, he waved a hand for a Perrier, a tip of a smile to the cute bartender, and a slide of a bill. If Selina ordered anymore drinks, she'd find them free. He took the bottle and approached her, knowing precisely where to go in the bar to find her in some eerie beeline. ]

Selina, it's been too long.

[ Selina looks up from her drink (which she hadn't paid for in the first place) offering a warm smile. ]

Mr Stark. [ She turns gracefully in her seat, extending a hand towards him. ] Thank you for meeting me.

[ With a wide smile, he takes her hand for a light shake, he doesn't do anything clichéd, but he does release it after a brief moment. ]

Of course. It's always my pleasure. I see you already have a drink, or I'd offer.

[ A smart move. Selina gives him a wink as she withdraws her hand, letting it settle on the top of her glass. ]

Oh, this? [ She slides it away from her, without even casting a glance towards the now forlorn looking gentleman further down the bar. ] It doesn't suit my tastes.

Does it not? What a shame, if only they knew what you liked.

[ He slides into the seat, leaving his bottle unopened, reaching up to rub a hand against the back of his neck. ]

It seems like you're getting right back in the swing of things, huh?

You could say that.

[ Even when she shrugs it appears elegant. She eyes up the bottle he's brought, giving a minuscule nod of approval before waving the bartender over to take care of that. ]

It's in my nature, memories or not.

I should say so. [ He said with a laugh, his lips twitching, but he leaned forward. ]

So, shall we get down to business, or do you prefer banter?

Not that I don't love banter, [ She mirrors him, leaning in as well. One hand idly reaches for her now filled glass, but her focus remains on Tony. ] But let's get right to it, shall we?

I think so. [ He smiled now, clasping his hands. ]

Now, what you and I had before was something of an arrangement. You try and get through my security, and find any holes, and I pay you a pretty nice sum, as well as quite a bit for each flaw in my security, and believe me, my security is very good.

[ It's still a bit strange to hear about her previous escapades, a fact reflected only in the way her brows arch, if only slightly. ]

That sounds like quite the arrangement.

[ She swirls the contents of her glass with disinterest, stalling as though to impress upon him that she's taking her time to consider it. In reality, she's thinking more along the lines of just those security holes (that's sure she will find) could lead her to, and more importantly, what that itself could be worth. ]

I'm hard pressed to turn you down, Mr Stark.

I should hope so. [ He smiled at her, but watched at the same time. Selina had always flirted, and as much as he enjoyed flirting with her, he wasn't about to expect anything out of it at this point. ]

Mind, my systems have already been looked through by you already, so if you can find something, I'll be impressed.

We'll see.

[ She flashes a very come and get me grin, finally pausing to tend to her drink. She finds it (unsurprisingly) quite to her tastes. ]

You'll forgive me for saying so, but you seem a bit... tired?

Tired? Please, I'm not tired. [ He gave her a smile. It wasn't exhaustion, but distraction. Tony Stark's eyes ran past Selina to the rest of the bar, a quick run down. It was a quick flick, a full scan, and he was right back on her. ]

It was a particularly long day at the office, though, I'll admit.

My mistake.

[ She watches the way his gaze darts away, lifting her brows and pursing her lips. ]

Maybe you just need to relax a little.

Oh, it's possible. I certainly don't take enough time to relax. [ He leaned back in his seat, just now taking a drink of his water, a sharp inhale while he did so. Still an alcoholic at his heart. ]

You're not offering to help me with that, are you?

Oh, I may be.

[ She shrugs, seeming non committal, taking note of his choice in drink. ]

I'm good at relaxing.

Oh, I'm sure you are. I've always gotten that impression about you. [ He smiles, thumbing the top of the Perrier with a thumb. ]

I won't lie, I'm interested to know how you would suggest relaxing.

[ Selina leans closer, casually brushing her free hand over his thigh. ]

Use your imagination.

I don't know, are you sure you want me to do that? [ He laughed, leaning forward just slightly. ]

I have a wild imagination.

[ She matches his laugh with an airy one of her own, leaving her hand where it is. ]

I hope that's not supposed to intimidate me.

Oh, I should hope not. I was counting on it possibly enticing you, actually. If I can bare myself a bit.

Consider me enticed.

[ He lifted his eyebrows, a slight quirk of his lips. ]

Now really? Gorgeous, you may be enticing me to get away from this place altogether.

And what's stopping you?

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