"It's Gotham. The closest bakery to my house is also a rave party. There's something to be said about the virtue of a double identity." Edward had certainly been working on his own for years already, scheming what name to change his to the second he'd be able to get away with it. "Anyway, Mr Cobblepot, we thank you for your consideration. For tonight, can Jonathan head on over into the club and see how successfully he can deal?"
Mission more than accomplished. Edward was rather filled with glee after that, righteously smug - if he dare say so. "I feel like dancing. I can't wait for you to have a club of your own, then I'll want to sing as well." He just felt he would vibe with that décor better.
"Alright, go ahead. Have fun and be responsible. We'll be in touch, I'm sure. Have a nice evening, boys." Oswald had to think this over and likely talk to Edward without the strange presence of Jon but for now, he was relatively content.
Jonathan nodded and he had to admit, he wasn't sure how he was supposed to be feeling but he followed Edward out of the room and into the hallway. The club was loud in the distance and his heart was racing. He felt sick and excited in equal measures. "I'm intelligent, huh? Heh. You're sweet on me." Well, it was pretty funny.
"Don't flatter yourself, you smelly barn boy. I just didn't want to show up to Oswald empty-handed, I had to make you sound a lot more desirable than you are." Edward stopped in the hallway so he could turn to face Jonathan, reaching up to attempt to fix his hair. Nothing much to be done, he really had to bring some product with him for that. Perhaps next time.
"I will admit that you have potential. I'd not have even attempted to talk up anyone as dull as most creatures you and I have to contend with all day." He put his hands on Jonathan's shoulders and smiled. "For now, your most attractive feature still remains your eyes. What can I say? I love seeing myself in them."
Loved that Jonathan was always observing, loved that Jonathan loved watching him. "I'm sweet on myself. Only natural."
"But of course. Now, you said you wanted to dance, didn't you? There's your dance floor, son. Hop to it." Jonathan didn't think they had gone through this whole elaborate ruse for nothing. Edward was going to dance and Jonathan intended to get some drinks and trying to deal some of the stash he had from Falcone. He doubted he would be caught here, it seemed unlikely police would be sneaking around.
"Just try not to dance with anyone with off vibes. You ain't that stupid, eh?" He didn't want Edward getting pulled off by some dangerous fucker. What was Jon going to do? Sutter them to death in defence.
"I don't know, Jonny. That depends. Are you going to dance with me?" Jonathan raised his eyebrows in askance. He didn't think there were many people around with more off vibes than Jonathan. Smelling of bleach and drugs, dressed like a hobo with dark circles under his eyes, dealing drugs and watching him. He laughed and then just blew him a kiss, clearly not bothered by those off vibes. "See you later, honey. Don't forget to think about me while you're hard at work. We're such a fifties couple."
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Mission more than accomplished. Edward was rather filled with glee after that, righteously smug - if he dare say so. "I feel like dancing. I can't wait for you to have a club of your own, then I'll want to sing as well." He just felt he would vibe with that décor better.
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Jonathan nodded and he had to admit, he wasn't sure how he was supposed to be feeling but he followed Edward out of the room and into the hallway. The club was loud in the distance and his heart was racing. He felt sick and excited in equal measures. "I'm intelligent, huh? Heh. You're sweet on me." Well, it was pretty funny.
Edward had a crush. How embarrassing.
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"I will admit that you have potential. I'd not have even attempted to talk up anyone as dull as most creatures you and I have to contend with all day." He put his hands on Jonathan's shoulders and smiled. "For now, your most attractive feature still remains your eyes. What can I say? I love seeing myself in them."
Loved that Jonathan was always observing, loved that Jonathan loved watching him. "I'm sweet on myself. Only natural."
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"Just try not to dance with anyone with off vibes. You ain't that stupid, eh?" He didn't want Edward getting pulled off by some dangerous fucker. What was Jon going to do? Sutter them to death in defence.
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