<div align="center"><strong>-=Vincent - The Gamble's Cargo Bay - Docked on Persephone =-</strong></div><br/>Vincent was well aware of the shift in Mae's balance that allowed her to press against him.  The invitation was a very good sign of things to come and the notion of what may become of that night caused his pulse to quicken along with a surge of excitement that tingled through his entire body.  Had it not been for the foiled attempt of flirting due to a rogue eyelash, the drastically building sexual tension between them might have gotten too much to handle.  Still, Vincent couldn't help but laugh at the sudden shift from teasing to comedy knowing that it was even odds that he would have been the victim of a similar moment stalling happenstance.  Just like the two of them combined would make one hell of a competent flying team, the reverse of that was also true when it came to embarrassing moments.<br/><br/><em>"I'm up for a night of sinful adventure if you are! Show me all the hot spots Vinnie! I want to dance the night away! Let's throw out the rule book and get wild!”</em><br/><br/>"Oh, trust me, I am familiar with all the hot spots."  He said with a wolfish grin that accentuated his partially revealed canines in a way that made him look even more mischievous.  "I can also show you where all the popular nightclubs are."<em>Hopefully much of the dancing we do together tonight takes place from a horizontal position.</em>Though Vincent wanted to add that last bit aloud, he was still well aware that others were present and that would have likely been much too overt.<br/><br/><em>"Make a wish.”</em><br/><br/>He looked at the eyelash now captured upon her finger and offered as a sacrifice to him.  The man paused only for a moment to consider the wording of his wish before letting forth a breath that sent it aloft.<em>I wish Mae would commit herself to me before daybreak.</em>Vincent enjoyed the presence of Mae at his side while the partially assembled group made conversation to pass the time.<br/><br/><em>"What if the repercussions are undeniably positive? Should I redirect those repercussions towards Si as well?  Only I have a feeling they would better serve someone more...willing to accept them.”</em><br/><br/>"That would only be the case if I had not intended to do so in the first place.  Which I had.  So I've officially called dibs on anything and everything good that comes from doing so.  I am more than eager to accept such benefits.  Simeon simply granted me diplomatic immunity in the event that something bad should come of it that can be explained away with a 'Si told me to do it.'  For example, should something occur that necessitates a slap on the face, Si can take that; however if there is an ass to be slapped, then it is only right that I am the recipient of such an action since I am right there and convenient.   I would hate to have you wait to satiate such a need."<br/><br/><em>“Easy there, Romeo,”</em>Griff's voice interjected with a slap that could only have come from his hand impacting Mae's ass.<em>“Hands off the merchandise, chief.”</em><br/><br/>Vincent couldn't entirely hide the twitch in his eye as he did so, but realizing that the captain was once again dressed and Mae was currently in his arms, it was easy enough to shrug it off this time around.  "Oi!"  He said with exaggerated frustration in his tone that was clearly meant to be comedic.  "I just said that it was to be<em>my</em>ass that gets slapped.  I expected a man with your military background to have better aim than that when it came to ambushing targets from point-blank range."  He grinned as Griff brought Simeon into the banter.<em>“Maybe I should send you along with these two to make sure Cassinova here doesn’t offend our Mei Mei’s honor.”</em><br/><br/>Vincent tsked in disapproval.  "Our one day off in weeks and you're considering having Si work overtime as a chaperone?  At clubs where they would be unlikely to"  he then switched to an accent of an older man, "<em>turn down that blasted music</em>."  He shot Si a playful grin.  "Of course I jest; tag along if you want. With how well you wear your age and those fancy clothes, you're going to have the ladies clawing all over you at the clubs in hopes of claiming you as a sugardaddy.  You're most likely going to have to be on the lookout for your own honor and possibly your clothing depending on how eager the girls are wanting to tear them from you."  Vincent punctuated his last sentence with a casual shrug.  "Fair warning."