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[every_damn_day]

Pretty sure the backseat of your car ruled out stranger.

Hello. [It's been a while, since he really did this flirting thing. He's not sure he'd describe himself as nervous, but he wouldn't be surprised if he's just flat out bad at it.]

[nascensibility]

[Evelyn laughs - if nothing else they are well-acquainted enough in a Biblical sense to forego the usual niceties - and the smile is evident in her voice.]

In fairness, I don't usually use it as a venue for- you know.

[You know.]

[every_damn_day]

[Well. Maybe he's not so bad.]

No? That's a shame, I enjoyed it.

[nascensibility]

I did too.

[Immensely, as was probably evident by the state in which she left his shirt. Which reminds her-]

I'll- ah. I'll pay to have your buttons fixed, by the way. I was a little overzealous.

[every_damn_day]

Don't worry about it. I'm handy enough to sew on a button.

[Not that he necessarily will, but... she doesn't need to worry about it.]

I think enthusiastic is probably a better word.

[nascensibility]

Probably.

[She agrees, as embarrassing as it is to talk about how eager she may or may not have been with the very man whose shirt she compromised. Rick knows very well that he worked her up.]

You are particularly talented at encouraging that kind of behaviour.

[every_damn_day]

Well. I wanted to make sure you got the right idea.

work/life/everything has been hell ;_;

[nascensibility]

[He had been very blatant, a trait she appreciates in a man.]

I wouldn't worry yourself overmuch, I...got a lot of ideas.