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[coy]

[ she looks at her discarded book with a frown.] I'm working from home. So not really at all. [ she laughs softly at that.]

[poppycock]

[ he smiles at that, errantly moving a brush in a can near one of his easels. ] I know the feeling. Being an artist does have its perks.

[coy]

[ she lets out an amused breath before there's a pause.] So... [ what did he want? she rolls onto her back, facing the ceiling as she puts her legs straight up into the air, only to let them fall flat onto the bed. she's bored.] How's painting going?

[poppycock]

[ her company, her time, her conversation; these are all the things he wants. perhaps he has an ulterior motive behind it all, but it doesn't make the others less true. which is why he's content to simply enjoy talking to her for now. ] Truth be told, I've hit a few snags, inspirationally speaking.

[coy]

[ she shifts a little more on the bed.] Why is that? Or is it like writer's block or something...

[poppycock]

It can be, sometimes. [ when he's frustrated or lost; his tone bears a bit of that weight. and he has after all torn apart his share of canvases lately. ] I suppose you could say I have plenty of drive to paint, but not quite the inspiration I need.

[coy]

What do you usually use for inspiration? [ can you hear the way her eyebrow just raised? ]

[poppycock]

[ yes ] Well, it might not surprise you to hear I usually have a scheme in mind [ he's the dastardliest and said as if he knows it, which he does; then he pauses as he considers, and his voice softens ] or an object of affection.

[coy]

[ This look and sentiment forever and ever. except that she is totally being seduced.] And what? Are you asking me to be your inspiration?

[poppycock]

[ he grins, feels the pleasant thrill of the challenge. (the answer is more or less yes, though he wasn't going to speak it so plainly. but since she has tripped him up for it:) ] I did call to hear your voice.

[coy]

[ she lets out a laugh that could be described as amused.] Cute.

[poppycock]

[ and it's leagues more encouraging than the vast majority of many of her responses to him. klaus grins a bit more. ] I found this old movie theater. [ because what better moment to ask her out after she's called his advances "cute." ]

[coy]

Does it play actual movies? Or is it, like, old and abandoned and haunted? [ she knows ur hangouts, klaus. ]

[poppycock]

[ it's true :') looks at his life, looks at his choices

and now he's smiling at that too because well, yeah ]

It is an actual theater, yes. I noticed it was playing a few classics. Gone With the Wind, Breakfast at Tiffany's... I thought you might like to go.

[coy]

Gone With the Wind is one of my favorites. [ she says it without even thinking about it, she slows her roll immediately after. ]

Are you asking me out on a date?

[poppycock]

[ there is his proof she would like the classics. klaus is too pleased about the instant enthusiasm. aaand then he is pulling in a breath to consider the answer, mostly because if he says yes, he runs the risk of caroline backing waaaaay up. but considering they've already been on a handful of what some might call "dates"... ] Yes.

[coy]

[ there's a pause and she rolls onto her stomach, avoiding looking at herself at the mirror close to her bed. she draws in a slow breath before--]

Okay. [ and this is the first time that the little voice in her head doesn't say: this is a terrible idea. ]

[poppycock]

[ meanwhile klaus is looking to the floor and smiling a sort of soft, content, satisfied smile i don't think he's ever smiled so i have no icon for it ] I'll text you the showtimes.

[coy]

I'll wait for those.