Davis & Rayne<br/><br/>Davis grinned like a maniac as Rayne took him by the arm and dragged him down the corridor.  "Now, this is more like it," he purred, letting her lead him along to the safe.  He didn't even glance at it, but his grin just grew wider as she covered his eyes.  "You're into a little kink, huh?  That's all right with Davis, doesn't bother me at all."  When she took her hand away he wasn't even looking at the safe or the contents she showed to him.  His eyes were all on hers.<br/><br/>"Never just pick one," he told her, his smile turning sultry.  Reaching out and stroking her shoulder, Davis moved in so that all there was between them was a couple of packages of drugs.  "That's just the wrong way to go about life.  Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we may die.  Or hell, tonight, the way that maniac drives this thing."<br/><br/>Davis reached down without looking and grabbed the cocaine she had in her hand.  "You're good at procuring the stuff, now let's go and see how good you are at administering it.  You'd be surprised at how many ways there are of introducing a substance to the human body."