Public Discomfort

[Kyle Underly]

"I make this look good," Kyle said as he adjusted his outfit in the mirror. He'd opted for a semi-formal look, since he'd made certain to Google the locale that Selina had picked. A burlesque club? Amateur. Still, he had to give her this much: she was every bit as good as her reputation hinted. Which was precisely why he'd sent out some social media buzz and made certain that pretty well everyone he could contact knew that he was going to meet her.

And now the sharp dressed man (vest and dress pants combo, all slimming and dark with a brighter undershirt) strode confidently up into the college dorms. Yes, that was definitely part of the advantage of taking out Selina Taylor: older woman, college woman. Kyle had barely gotten there and already he'd managed to charm one of the most popular, sexiest women to go out with him.

He also happened to have a fairly recent gen Galaxy phone tucked under his arm and a relatively fat wallet. Because who brought chocolates and flowers to a date these days? Kyle double-checked his own phone for time: just precisely on time. And then he rapped his knuckles on Selina's door.

"Miss Lawson, your escort for the evening awaits!" Kyle called, before moving to dug his clothing and get everything primped and ready. As the door opened, it was phone out in front of him, held like it was the Book of Mormon and he about to enter his missionary phase (still to come, still to come).

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina was reading her favorite book, which may or may not have solely been lesbian erotica, when she heard the knock on the door and stood, placing her book down and carefully marking her place. She paused as she heard someone familiar call for a Miss Lawson, but she opened the door anyway, "Am I to have a new name as well?" she asked in curiosity.

    Selina absently wondered if Lawson was an ex, but said nothing more on the subject. "So, Mr. Underly, disney star of old, how are you tonight?" she asked with a wry smile. Yes, she had googled him per his request. She figured if she was going to do this job, she might as well do it right.

    She was wearing the nicer of her two black dresses. It cut off at mid thigh and showed enough cleavage with the v-neck that could probably drive some to distraction, but she didn't even think of it. Selina felt relatively good about her attire in comparison to his. It matched in terms of formality at least. "Thanks for the phone by the way," she said as she took it from him and placed it in her small black purse.

[Kyle Underly]

"Oh, riiiight, my bad," Kyle said, letting out a chuckle. "It's Taylor for you, right? That's embarrassing."

Had he done that on purpose? Well, hard to say, really. Kyle definitely was going to keep acting like he'd done this entirely on purpose and all, particularly as she figured out precisely who he was. That made him preen a little further. "Told you I was worth the Google," he replied, giving her a quick wink.

It was then that she noticed her outfit. He gave her a scan, nodding a few times and pulling a "not bad," face. "You do clean up nice, don't you?" he said before easily sliding back to look her in the eyes. He handed over the phone, watching as she slid it into her purse. Well, that was definitely gone. You'd think that she'd have at least tested it or something first. Not that Kyle would hand over a dud (he had been tempted), but still: she'd been savvy.

"I think we'll look nice together, don't you?" he asked, clearly fishing for a compliment of his own as he tugged at his own sharp outfit. Yeah, he'd definitely matched this one well. And he wagered that they'd fit right in with the clientele of the establishment Selina had picked. Well, Selina might need to have a frilly garter or something, but they could adjust.

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina just sort of shrugged at his comment, "I mean, you're paying me 200$, so you can call me Shirley Temple for all I give a damn," she added honestly.

    "Sure, so you're working your way back up the ladder or something?" she asked as she shut the door behind her. She'd also found out about youtube popularity and whatnot. She wasn't all that interested, but again, doing the job properly.

    Selina merely smiled politely at his compliment, "Thanks," she replied. Selina almost laughed at his question, but she nodded, as she would have to be acting for the rest of the night, so why not start now? "You look quite handsome, I have to admit. You almost look like a prince from a fairytale," she said as she took in his clothing. He did look nice. She couldn't exactly pretend like she wasn't attracted to him, at least physically.

    "Ready to head out, lover?" she asked with a slightly impish smile.

[Kyle Underly]

"Now now, no reason to be disparaging," Kyle replied. He practically felt like tutting on the matter, but he had, again, give Selina credit for rolling with the punches. This was definitely a tough girl, and Kyle couldn't find himself admiring that aspect of her despite himself. She even seemed to more or less be figuring out his scheme too.

Though Kyle had to chuckle. "Well, it's a matter of location. I've still got the channel, but that only goes so far here. The people here have to know who I am, and you're part of making sure they do in a hurry," Kyle had to grin broadly at that. He meant it as a sort of compliment, even as he realized that there was a pretty explicit I'm using you embedded in there. Not like this was some grand romantic relationship or anything along those lines.

At least they knew how to compliment one another. Kyle couldn't help but preen a little more at being called a prince. What ex-Disney star wouldn't want to wear that particular label. "By all means," he said, extending an arm on a crook, "and remember," he pointed with the hand not crooked, "the whole point is to get seen by as many people as possible. I don't think either of us is looking for some private time together."

[Selina Taylor]

    
Selina shrugged at his comment and nodded in agreement, "Of course." She didn't feel particularly strongly about the subject, so letting it drop was easy enough.

    Selina smiled at the fact that he was using her to get to know people, "Even though I know a good deal of the people here, that doesn't mean that I'm at all liked by them, so you might have a harder job of it than you thought," she offered honestly. "Or you may not, depending on how you want to be 'known'," she admitted.

    Selina then laughed at his thoughts on private time, "I think you're probably right," she agreed before taking his proffered arm. "So, if we're going to be seen by as many as possible, do you want to walk around the school first, or should we make our way downtown?" she asked with a half-teasing grin.

[Kyle Underly]

Kyle chuckled. "I said I'm looking to be known: I'll worry about getting liked at some later point. Plus, I wouldn't sell yourself too short. You might be a pain in the ass, but I can definitely see the appeal," he had to smile at that. Yes, he could actually see himself enjoying verbally sparring with Selina, possibly even befriending her. Dating? Probably not. He couldn't afford it for one thing.

"We'll walk through the school," he said, gesturing, "on the way toward the parking lot, where you'll find that car I rented and talked about," Kyle nodded, already beginning to walk that way. "I've also tweeted about this a few times and you've managed to get..." he pulled his phone out, thumbing through twitter, "looks like... six death threats, and at least one person demanding 'pics or it didn't happen,'" Then, without any reservation or permission whatsoever, Kyle simply moved the phone over and snapped a quick photo.

He smiled at Selina, bounced his brows, and at least had the decency to slide his phone into the pocket. He'd wait till they got in the car to start uploading it onto this various feeds. For now they had to stroll through the dorms and so forth. Though Kyle was definitely wishing there were more people about to watch: bigger crowds meant more attention after all.

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina chuckled, "Right," she agreed wryly. "Such a charmer you are," she said. "Do you woo all of your dates this way?" she asked as glanced at him. "I wonder if you might be the one who needs to work on your acting here, yeah?" she teased as she followed him towards the school.

    "Death threats, huh? Interesting," she responded with a shrug. She figured she could handle a few rabid fans if they ever became a problem. AS he took a pic, she merely glanced at him and grinned, "20 dollars per picture by the way. You didn't tell me I'd be modeling too," she said with a small smirk. Oh this was definitely going to be interesting.

    She was frankly happy there weren't too many people about. Though if there were a couple of her friends around, perhaps she could have shared an exasperated glance with one of them. Ah well, she'd signed up for this and had agreed to it, so she wasn't going to back out now.

[Kyle Underly]

"Well, we're just getting started," Kyle pointed out. "Plus, we haven't actually gotten to the point where anyone can see or hear us, so I figured we might as well stick with this whole professional vibe thing we have going here. Trust me, Selina," he put his hand on his chest, fingers splayed, "I am a professional, and when it comes to the actual show, I'll be more than ready to perform."

Yes, Kyle was more than a little aware of the double entente in those words. He'd just let that go. Much like he would the various death threats and so forth. The bit about photos had him chuckling. "You really do like to play the hard game, don't you Selina?" He asked. he clicked his tongue. "You keep making comments like that and I might think you don't actually like me. You wouldn't want to hurt my tender feelings so early into our first date, would you?"

Kyle pouted slightly in his date's direction. They were getting into the school proper now, which did mean there were a few more people. Kyle would have to start acting the part a bit more, though he had already put up his arm and he had been giving her compliments here and there. They might have been a bit backhanded, but she'd been charging him for taking quick pics for crying out loud: she could deal with a few backhanded compliments.

[Selina Taylor]

At his comment, Selina smiled, "Whether or not you perform well remains to be seen... But you know, you're almost tolerable when you're professional and not spewing so much bullshit," she said with an impish smirk. She meant it too. When he was being straight forward, she could almost stand to be around him even if she weren't getting paid for it. "Just some advice, take it as you will," she added with a slight shrug.

"What I like is being for my work. From my point of view, it looks like you enjoy taking advantage of people," she replied easily. "As for hurting your feelings? I'm not being paid to coddle you except for when we're in public," she added with a wry smile. Speaking of public, it seemed like the were slowly making their way there. 

So she smiled prettily at him and bat her eyes, "Want to take another picture for them? I certainly wouldn't mind," she offered as she leaned on his arm and giggled like he'd said something hilarious. She'd acted interested in so many guys before this, it really wasn't that difficult at this point.

[Kyle Underly]

"Noted," Kyle replied, smirking. Interesting that she liked the professionalism more than the smoozing. Both were parts of his actual personality, if not quite his "core," whatever that happened to be. He did have to wince slightly at the mention of taking advantage of people, and had to press a hand to his chest as she mentioned coddling him only in public.

"You do know there's a thin line between not taking any shit and delivering too much of it, right?" Kyle replied, letting out a slight laugh. The smile and the offer that followed had him chuckling and shaking his head. "And fork over another twenty bucks? Wow, you must really think I'm an idiot or something," he stroked his chin, "so apparently that part of my master plan is working. I am gonna fork over another twenty when we get to the restaurant though. Gotta make sure they see us in public."

He walked a little further, hitting a slight grouping of people. Kyle didn't break stride, simply pasting a smile and waving at a few people, calling out to those he recognized. It wasn't until they entered the less populated parking lot that he spoke again. "Oh, and the using people? Everyone does that crap. I'd sugar-coat it but hey, you know it, and you said you didn't like that. So why give me crap? Because I'm more blatant about it?" Kyle chuckled. "I'll do what it takes to get ahead, just like everyone else. It's what makes us human in the end. Well, that and the drive to be better than everyone else. That's why I looked you up: you're someone these people look up to, and being around you puts me higher up," Kyle shrugged. "That's just how this all works."

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina grinned, "If you honestly think I give the slightest damn about that line... well, now you know better," she responded with a smirk. "And I never once called you an idiot. I was just offering an opportunity should you wish to take it," she said as she smiled at some of the people, even as she didn't recognize a damn one of them. At his comment about the restaurant, Selina nodded, "Sounds fine with me." 

    Selina laughed once they were alone and he gave her his spiel, "You talk like I don't know that or do it myself. No. The reason I'm giving you crap is because you have a really bad habit of underestimating me, the person you so happen to be using. You think I'm as easy as the rest to bullshit, and I'm just letting you know that the quicker you stop trying to pull the wool over my eyes and trying to cheat me, the easier it'll be on the both of us. See, you can use people all you like. I personally don't give a damn. What you do on your time isn't my business unless you make it my business. But the thing is, this is most definitely my business. I'm using you as much as you're using me, and if you don't think I'm going to take as much from this as I deserve, you're sadly mistaken."

    She had honestly been surprised to hear him say that people looked up to her, though she hadn't reacted to it. He apparently wasn't doing the bullshit thing either right now... which was interesting. Just who the hell had he talked to? She was almost curious.

[Kyle Underly]

"I'm basing what I know of you off rumor and heresay, Selina," Kyle pointed out, nodding. "So I gotta bid low. I'd rather underestimate you and get impressed than think you're better and be bitterly disappointed. Right about now I'm definitely thinking I'm getting my money's worth, if only because you're making this way more entertaining than I expected it to be," he had to chuckle at that. He'd been counting on this being almost routine. Put up with the girl who was some weird combination of school slut and girl everyone wanted to be. Enjoy her time. All that crap. Now he'd met someone who could up up with a lot of crap and had him thinking.

"You're gonna have to deal with the act though, schweetheart," he dragged the last name a bit, chuckling again, "since that's how Kyle Underly is to his adoring public. And use me all you want: that's what I'm here for."

He pulled up to a stop near a car. he nodded toward it, before moving to open the back seat on the passenger's side. Bowing slightly, he gestured for her to slide on into the seat. And no, he didn't ask: it was all part of the show, and he'd only drop the act when he absolutely had to. That was the whole part of playing the role to begin with.

[Selina Taylor]

Selina raised a brow at that, "I suppose if you underestimated me and were right, you could also take advantage that much easier," she admitted with a wry laugh. "But seriously, don't fuck with me," she warned. She didn't mind doing this that much, and calling him out on bullshit wasn't something she'd shy away from, but it would just make things soo much easier if he didn't push her. Because eventually, even she got tired of being so gentle while pushing back. 

At his comment about the act she sighed, "I can deal with it while in public, but just don't pull that shit with me when you don't have to, alright?" she asked. 

Selina almost laughed as he bowed to her, but she merely nodded to him instead and slid into the backseat. She kept her mind on the money for now and since he'd offered to be used, she'd work this to her advantage in any way she could, but for now, even she had to play her part. 

[Kyle Underly]

"Don't fuck with you? Well, now you're just not living up to you reputation at all. I might have to ask for a refund," Kyle had to say. Was it a little catty? Maybe. Did he care? not at all. She'd been almost aggressive against him since he'd made the offer, and considering how much he'd already forked over for her, he really expected to be treated a bit better. Like he said, there was that line, and while she might not care about it and all, he most definitely did, and he'd remind her of it if it came down to it.

As far as the act went, well, Kyle intended to keep right up with it. Because despite what she said, he did have to on some level. Which was why he held up the door and let her slid in and figured that she was probably thinking about the money or whatever as she got adjusted.

Kyle walked around to the other side, entering. The driver was already turning to face them. "Hello!" Kyle said, almost too cheery as he waved at the man. "That's right, it's me!" The driver took a second, looking at Selina as if for a hint. "Kyle Underly," Kyle said, his eyes narrowing, clearly not amused. "I'll--"

The cab driver interrupted, saying that he knew that name, that his daughters were big fans. This had Kyle shooting Selina a cocky grin before offering an autograph for a tip at the end of the night. the driver, now enthusiastic, turned back around, starting the car and getting them moving.

Kyle threaded his hands behind his head and leaned back. "See? That's the benefit of being with me, Selina."