Thread: Paying attention to the details (KingSandy and Yoshie)

Not done with you. Well, that was hardly a good thing to hear. Images of painful death filtered through his head for a moment but he forced those away. As cold as she seemed, he didn't think she went for killing off her employees. That would be. . . a little extreme. Right, extreme. Nothing to it. He was kidding himself. He sighed and slouched in the chair. Well, I guess we didn't even have a proper interview, Jack amended, shrugging ruefully. He'd come in with his application, exchanged a couple words and then bam, zoom he was an employee. With benefits! He'd finally been able to go to the dentist and such. Long overdue. . . His penchant for sweets had given him a couple cavities. But really, everything is. . . No, it'd be better to get to know each other by talking, right? Just. . . two people talking. With no knives or knuckle dusters going into one person. Jack silently watched her pull out the bottle and the ice. Two glasses. Expensive stuff. Hell, he took a look around the office and realized the office furnishings cost more than his entire apartment, furniture and all. Jack did not refuse the drink. Awkwardly, he returned her toast. He was definitely off balance here. He took a long sip and found that it didn't burn and left a lovely warmth in his belly. Sure, I can work overtime, not a problem at all. I mean, I could use the hours, too. He would probably shoot up twice during that, the only way he was getting through an overtime shift with a semblance of the good service the club was known for. She answered each question in a way that was short and to the point. Crystal clear answers. Jack was relieved not to being fired but couldn't help but blush a little at the lick me, I'll suck you phrase. Had it been that long since he'd had a good lay? He couldn't remember. But her exposed thigh. . . the curves of her ass. He was staring quite hard at them. Jack pinched himself. You don't look at your boss that way. Harassment. Bad things. Lawsuits, bans and firing. But the third answer was off. Untainted? By the horrors of this place? So far, Temptation managed to be one of the few clubs that Jack felt really catered to a customer. And it was his fervent wish to be one of those customers one day. . .He wasn't as innocent as she proclaimed. Horrors? You're kidding me, Boss Lady. Trying to scare me. It's not going to work, And being doped up, that was mostly true. No thinking, just do. Sure. I thi-Well, it'll keep things simpler, I guess? Jack joked half-heartedly. His mouth twisted slightly. It would be easier. No worries as long as he followed directions. All well and good. Relax, Winry'll direct you. Right. Robin hood, Jack hadn't been thinking of the sort. In way he'd been thinking that this was owed to him and so he was taking what was his and not, strictly speaking, hers. Not stealing, technically. Look, I'm sorry. It won't happen again, I promise. Until he needed a new batch of heroin. It was just. . . Me being silly, you know? Stupid. He laughed a very fake laugh, Just wanted some extra cash. Food. Rent. Stuff like that. Out of curiosity though, how did you know? Did someone notice? Here I was thinking I was being clever by skimming off the top of each bill. . . And not declaring my tips. But I guess not. . .