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[ the door of the car closes with a light thudas he gets out. slips the sunglasses off his eyes & onto his head, nestled into his hair; he's dressed rather casually today, red dress-shirt with its top two buttons undone & the rest in a suit-like attire. seems to blend right into the crowd as soon as he enters the building, surrounded by people who live to sell their looks. ignores the gazes, entirely faithful to his purpose at present. he only stops once to ask for directions --

"Tell me. Where would Brianna be at this hour?"

& he saunters into the area, standing in the shadows as he watches the flashes of light caress brianna's form, appreciative. ]

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[ briefly adjusts her shirt, easily kicking the jeans off of the floor and into her hands, not finding it necessary to put them back on again. gives him a look back, one hand on her hip. ]

To the bath.

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[ nods once, turns & heads for the bath, a soft hum rumbling from his throat as he decides that it was a good day. ]