Talking Body

[Rob Snow]

Rob supposed he could see some of the benefits of snow, the whole pristine beauty and all. It had just never been quite something to really interest him, not to mention something about the cold made him wish he were somewhere else. Hence part of the reason he'd spent the last few years wandering around in warmer climates.

"Well, fuck most people," Rob replied, adding a slight shrug. "They call me a player or a vagina whisper or something along those lines. Just because you enjoy sex doesn't mean you should be ostracized for it. People got funny ideas about it," he paused for a bit, looking over at her. "Still going to end up treating you with all that chivalry and respect nonsense. Too drilled in m'brain, and I still like treating ladies like ladies."

Rob smirked at that, before tucking his hands into his pockets. The answer came, and Selina yet again teased, before sauntering forward. "See, that's not even fair," he said, gesturing, "as you're setting up the no-win scenario. But," he moved forward to walk alongside her, leaning over slightly to address her, "while your ass is probably one that made God stop and say 'damn, I did a good job with this one,' it's not exactly great at showing off your pleasure and those sharp eyes of yours. So unless you figure out some way to twist about and give me both, I'm sticking with my answer."

And another wink while Rob twisted back up. "Place is right here," he said, gesturing toward the restaurant of destination.

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina laughed at that, “A vagina whisperer? Why can’t I ever be called that?” she asked with a grin. She knew exactly why, but still she couldn’t help the smile on her face as she continued, “Clearly I need to up my game.” When he went on about respecting her because she was a lady, Selina snorted in sheer sardonic amusement, “I’m sure that’d make some feel better, but I can heartily assure you that I’m not any kind of a lady.”


    No, she never had been and never would be a “lady”. Besides, it wasn’t something she aspired to be to begin with. Being set up on a false pedestal only to be crushed beneath its weight when they found out she couldn’t measure up to whatever their idea of perfection or “lady-like” was, wasn’t really on her to do list. “How about you treat me with the same respect you’d give to a fellow human being? That I could handle,” she added with a wry smirk. Actually, it was honestly all she ever wanted from anybody, yet it was almost impossible to find.


    Selina grinned as he walked up next to her and explained his answer. “I’d say you’ve won regardless of the scenario,” she responded with a laugh as she held up her hands in a mock display of surrender. She meant it too. She was quite interested in putting that talented tongue of his to use later, an indicator of her own favorite sexual position, but they were at the restaurant already and she got distracted. “Mmm, it smells really good,” she offered as the scent of well spiced food came from the door. She was just getting hungry too.

[Rob Snow]

"You just have to learn their language," Rob replied, adding a slight shrug. He didn't see any reason why Selina couldn't be called that either, particularly if she swung both ways (he wasn't certain of this yet, and he didn't see any reason to pry unless she wanted to invite another person in, in which case he'd hardly be complaining).

The next bit about being treated like a human being had him chuckling. He'd heard variations of that retort before. Sometimes these girls really wanted to move forward, insist on pushing past or whatever. It struck Rob as rather silly, but, well, he knew better than to say as much. Plus, it didn't change the end result: "Respect it is," he offered, adding a nod. Wasn't like he didn't flirt with his own kind after all.

Plus apparently he'd won the scenario, and now they were at the place. "Well, I can hardly expect to give you bad food if we're going to be kissing later," Rob replied, before moving to hold the door open for her. They were hit with a wave of the delicious odors, one that almost made Rob moan. Wouldn't be too much longer til they were enjoying that too. Just had to get in and try to find a table in the relatively tiny joint.

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina had learned their language early on, and she was highly tempted to give him an example of the exact type of language they used around her, but she kept quiet and merely nodded with a polite smile instead, “Of course,” she agreed. “Though, I imagine if my adventures with women were a bit more numerous and well known in nature, that I would have an easier time of attaining such an honorable title,” she added with a teasing smirk.


    Selina then nodded to him in response to his statement about respect, “Thank you,” she offered politely while knowing far better by now than to ever trust a man’s word on the subject. Only time and actions would prove whether or not he genuinely meant it. Until then, she would retain her healthy skepticism, as even the men who thought they meant such words often held nasty and toxic beliefs that the society they lived in encouraged. She wasn’t here to discuss or debate anything serious though, tonight was meant to be fun.


    Selina found herself genuinely laughing at his mention of kissing later, “Smart thinking,” she agreed as she found a small table for two by the wall, pointing it out to him, “That look alright to you?” she asked as she glanced around wondering if there was a hostess they were supposed to wait for or if they could just seat themselves.

[Rob Snow]

"That is generally how you go about earning that honored appellation," Rob replied cheerily enough. He didn't quite know if Selina was expecting more of a reaction to her fairly blunt statement regarding her own sexuality. Rob frankly didn't care who she did when she wasn't around him, so long as he was the target of her affections when he happened to be close by. And he still wasn't certain if his promises of respect were taken in the manner in which they were meant, or if he should really be all that concerned even if they weren't. Again: he'd play the game so long as he ended up with what he wanted in the end.

And in this case, that meant going along and finding a table. "Looks good," Rob agreed, nodding. He did, however, make sure to catch the attention of one of the wait staff, raising a tattooed arm and pointing at the two of them to indicate that they'd be sitting soon. There wasn't, as Selina had probably figured, an actual hostess. It was up to Rob to shepherd his date toward the table, where he of course pulled the chair out.

"I caught one of the staff's eye and-- there he is," Rob said, gesturing toward the man who appeared, brandishing menus and smiling at the "handsome couple."

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina laughed and nodded at his response, “I’ll make sure to do that.” She was partially serious too. She didn’t sleep with nearly as many women as she’d wanted to recently. It was a sad thought, and she planned on remedying that fact as soon as she possibly could. The new lesbian bar in town would be the perfect place to go too. She made a note in her mind to visit the place later.


    It was nice that he seemed to take her comment in stride too. Too many people in Kalispell were behind the times on that particular front, so she was glad to meet someone who seemed to be more open-minded. The new bars opening up were definitely a promising start though, and she was eager to visit them all at some point. But she had someone incredibly intriguing to focus on in the meantime.


    One who’d so far carried through pretty well on his promise of the date and dinner part being fun and interesting. She smiled as he waved down a wait staff, and was highly amused by the comment regarding their status as a couple. She supposed it was true in a way, at least for tonight, and perhaps even a few nights after this, who knew? She glanced down at the menu before looking back up at Rob, “It all looks so delicious,” she admitted with an honest and somewhat excited smile. Food may or may not have been a weak point of hers. Particularly good food.