He grinned as she pulled him into the room, giving a guard a wink right before the door shut.<br/><br/>“Why thank you.”<br/><br/>He had actually spent the better part of two days trying to figure out what he was going to wear tonight. TWO FREAKING DAY! Might as well been five hundred years...far too long for a Fallen angel who cares little about how he looks. Why did he even care now? He hasn't been attracted to a human in centuries. But she...well she was the whole package in his eyes.<br/><br/>And then she changed and came out to spin for him.<br/><br/>“Umm...”<br/><br/>Yeah that was elegant as a swan having a seizure. But he couldn't really form a word after she had gotten dressed. His jaw slacked just a bit, and he was able to blink a few times.<br/><br/>“I mean this when I say I know some succubi that would rip out your eyes for looking better than them.”<br/><br/>There we go, nailed it. His heart was hammering in his chest and he was doing his best to seem as calm as possible. Luther what the hell? When she went back into the bathroom he used the time to take a few breaths and calm himself.<br/><br/>“Down...down, certainly down.”<br/><br/>Yeah...smooth. He couldn't even help himself as he looked to her putting on her high heels. So he coughed and turned away a little bit. Was she doing this on purpose? Driving him mental? No she wasn't that mean? This was supposed to be a nice date right? They were supposed to have a good time in a bad situation and make the most of it.<br/><br/>...and if he is lucky there will be violence so that would be a plus right?<br/><br/>When she looked ready the crook of his arm was offered like a true gentlemen and he smile...a rather impish smile.<br/><br/>“Shall we go make everyone else at this thing feel inadequate?”<br/><br/>He winked as he opened the door her for her.