There is no such thing as a bad idea.
Satisfied to know his money would come, Ace doesn't need to know what job she's hired him for. He's willing to do most anything to line his pockets - or get a chance to work his charms on the Queen of Torchline. So, as she leans in, he doesn't hide the playfully heated look in his eyes, turning enough so that she can hear the deep timbre of his voice when he whispers, "I suppose you'll find out for yourself soon enough." He'll willingly show her [i]all[/] the services he can provide.
Letting Flora reclaim her space, Ace scans the Grotto in all its overgrown underworld glory. He laughs something low and dripping with humor. "Unlucky for you that my value lies in my skills rather than my pockets or 'pretty boy' smiles." Although he shoots her another grin anyways, the dimple popping out in a taunt that dares her to pull a stunt like that, to see just how easily he can talk his way out of a situation and sprint for escape just for the thrill of it.
Letting Flora reclaim her space, Ace scans the Grotto in all its overgrown underworld glory. He laughs something low and dripping with humor. "Unlucky for you that my value lies in my skills rather than my pockets or 'pretty boy' smiles." Although he shoots her another grin anyways, the dimple popping out in a taunt that dares her to pull a stunt like that, to see just how easily he can talk his way out of a situation and sprint for escape just for the thrill of it.
Only Poorly Executed Awesome Ones.
Ace
