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[downplaying]

Mun. You love me. We both know you do. So, why do you subject me to these things again?

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[lucrative_pink]

Flattered, caro. ~ I am that important in your life?

[downplaying]

Annoying would be a more accurate adjective to use.

[lucrative_pink]

Hurtful. Why do you find me so repulsive?

[downplaying]

You're a vile woman, Madame Salvoca. That's why.

[lucrative_pink]

You don't know me! I am just like a kitten.

[downplaying]

A hairless one? Perhaps so.

[lucrative_pink]

A naked pussy is still a pussy.

[downplaying]

[He looks slightly disgusted.]

What an apt choice of words.

[lucrative_pink]

English is not my first language. [Shrug.] Pardon.

[downplaying]

And please keep your grabby paws off French while you're at it.

[lucrative_pink]

Why? Perhaps I am not fat enough to speak it?

[downplaying]

Oh, woman, will you just shut up?

[lucrative_pink]

I will. [Smile.] If you kiss me.

[downplaying]

[Pause.]

Will you shut up for good?

[lucrative_pink]

Si.

[downplaying]

[With a small, strained smile, he reaches out for her hand and raises it to his lips, kissing her knuckles lightly.]

How many minutes of silence does that earn me?

[lucrative_pink]

[Paaaause. Then, her hand closes around his wrist. Don't break her manicure nails now, Claude.]

Not enough.

[downplaying]

[He comes to a halt, mid-motion. You don't push women away, even when they are bitches rather than ladies.]

That is all you're getting, though.

[lucrative_pink]

[She leans in. Close.]

I am a greedy girl, tesoro.

[downplaying]

[He leans in, closer. Just because backing away isn't an option. He isn't afraid of her, after all.]

That's becoming increasingly obvious, chérie.

[lucrative_pink]

[She's in his personal space now, lips inches from his.]

Sei molto attraente, caro mio. And so is your French.

[downplaying]

[A shrug and he begins drawing back.]

[lucrative_pink]

[She leans forward and, with the reflexes of a dancer, steals a kiss from him.]

[downplaying]

[And with the swiftness of a former dancer, he quickly steps back, the taste of her lips lingering for far too long.]

[lucrative_pink]

[She licks her lips.]

No silence for you. What a shame.

[downplaying]

Time to walk away, then.

[And he turns around to leave.]

[lucrative_pink]

[Mmm. Nice view, Claude. She reaches out, slapping his buttocks as he walks away.]

[downplaying]

[Embarrassing as it may be, he actually manages a small jump at that. He doesn't flee, he -- totally does.]