<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Quinn walked a few paces ahead and Mikkel, for his part, allowed it. Long legs could have closed the gap fairly easily, but he thought it best to give the young man a bit of space, let him wander away, and see if he would bite. Mikkel had already thrown the bait in his direction, now he would wait. Though if anything at all, he had proven himself a rather adept fisherman; he didn't often lose out on a catch.<br/>
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And indeed, after some posturing, Quinn conceded and invited him back into his personal space. A micro-smile tugged at his lips and he waited all of a beat, perhaps two, before moving back alongside him. As was expected of one still considered a complete stranger, he kept a respectable distance. Though unlike before, the respectable distance he set was a good few inches closer. Not enough to assert an overbearing sense of dominance - just enough to <i>hint </i>at it.<br/>
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"I had considered a classical approach," he remarked, sliding his hands into his pockets. He had stepped closer to the artwork to stand near Quinn, though where usually he stood enraptured by it, his focus was trained on him instead. He didn't even try to hide it. Neither of them had bothered to veil his interest in the other, not for a moment. Why start now?<br/>
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"A quiet little French restaurant came to mind. Only five minutes from here in a car." He raised his shoulders then, letting the notion fall away. "Then I considered that while you might appreciate the food there, a candlelit table is not all that suitable for discussing deviancy. And," he noted, "I believe I promised you something enlivening. Something fresh. And I might have something to fit all the above criteria in my home."<br/>
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It was a bit bold, he knew. He had known Quinn for all of a few minutes and already, he had extended an invitation to join him in his residence. Quinn would have been well within his rights to decline, of course. He didn't know what sort of a man Mikkel was. All the same, Mikkel was certainly angling for something else.</span>