It doesn't take long for Clint to grab the beer. He follows Eliot out to the patio and slides onto the chair next to him. "I see you've brought your own drink," he chuckles, setting the beer down on the ground next to them and grabbing one for himself.
"So, I believe we were in the middle of something?" he says, a sleazy grin across his face. He's more than ready to get things moving, and more than that, he came to this date prepared. "You still into it? I mean, I can wine and dine you a little first, if that's what you're itchin' for."
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Date: 2024-03-16 03:52 pm (UTC)"So, I believe we were in the middle of something?" he says, a sleazy grin across his face. He's more than ready to get things moving, and more than that, he came to this date prepared. "You still into it? I mean, I can wine and dine you a little first, if that's what you're itchin' for."