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WHO:

meowminx
WHERE: Bond's latest apartment
WHEN: Monday 17th, evening
SUMMARY: Selina comes over for explodey things, dinner and cealrly Bond's outstanding company
WARNINGS: James Bond
FORMAT: Whatever~

James prides himself on managing to get a date out of almost any scenario, so getting Selina over for dinner just because of an original talk of grenades is a win in his books. Even if they are just doing the 'friend' thing, which he can't say he's too worried about.

He's managed to be alone in his apartment for the evening, spending the last hour or so cleaning himself up and changing into smart casual attire, because even at home James likes to be well presented to the ladies.

And so when Selina arrives, he's ready to buzz her and open his door invitingly.

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James likes the simple things in life, that's all. Sometimes he's far too easily pleased and he has to be, really, with the unpredictable lifestyle he leads. "Thank you for the company. You're welcome to stay the night."

"As tempting as that is," and she's smirking at that comment, "I have cats to feed."

"Hn, well you can't keep those waiting," he decides with a small roll of his eyes that's verging on affectionate. James had learnt not to take these rejections personally, thank you very much.

"It would be rather cruel, yes," she replies. She gives him an oddly studying glance, perhaps wondering how he would handle a cat. Though, with a little girl around, perhaps he doesn't exactly need a pet's companionship.

Perhaps the consideration should be less how he'd handle a cat and more on how the cat would handle him. James and animals have an interesting relationship that generally tends to involve ignoring one another, then again, cats do seem to enjoy such personalities.

"How many do you have?"

"Six, not counting the leopard." For her, it's a small number. "Put off getting any for a while when I first got here, but I've made arrangements for them if I'm ported out."

She really does prefer having their company around.

A slow shake of his head, "Don't think I could personally manage that much company. Or that much hair."

A hint of a smile. "Vacuuming is very zen." It's true she enjoys it in a weird way.

"I tend to move out before that become an issue." That's the real reason he moves house so much; housework avoidance.

"And I like where I live." Although, truth be told, she does take advantage of her building's cleaning service more than she cleaned herself. She hefts the case. "And I need to head back."

Bond's far too paranoid for cleaning staff. He's far too paranoid for most things, really. "You do. Thank you for your company, Ms. Kyle."

A tiny grin. "Any time, Mr. Bond." And then she's gone.

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