Just your hot self. Amazon Rosabelle B.

I should be asking you that. Akaium B.

I've heard of you. The name's Kiefer. Akaium B.

I'm counting on it. Amazon Rosabelle B.

Is seven good? Amazon Rosabelle B.

I'll see you around then. Amazon Rosabelle B.

You, too. Amazon Rosabelle B.

I wouldn't expect you to. Akaium B.

{Answers the door to let Amazon Rosabelle B. in, nodding his head.} Glad you actually showed up.

Why what? Akaium B.

Plenty of reasons I'm sure you could come up with, but I'm happy you came. Amazon Rosabelle B.

No reason. Akaium B.

I'll take that as a compliment. *Kiefer watches Amazon Rosabelle B. in slight amusement as she flops down on his sofa, doing the same —

— along with Amazon Rosabelle B..* Make yourself at home.

I wouldn't be home without it. Of course. *Heading into the kitchen, Kiefer returns with a bottle for both himself and Amazon Rosabelle B..*

Aren't I though? *He winks over at Amazon Rosabelle B., pressing a quick kiss to the side of her head.*

Just some movie that was on. You can find something else, if you want to, baby girl. *Kiefer flickers his gaze toward Amazon Rosabelle B., —

— handing her the remote to control the TV.* Amazon Rosabelle B.

*Noting Amazon Rosabelle B.'s actions, he leans back and chuckles to himself whilst watching the woman channel surf.*

That's fine by me. Whatever you want I'm fine with. *With a nod of his head, he leans over to kiss Amazon Rosabelle B.'s lips softly.*