IRC-Galleria

"Yes, I am a flirt. But I really can't help it that you're gorgeous. And you're wearing your pinstripe pants again. Are you trying to kill me today, Ryan?"

"Maybe."

"Maybe?"

"Okay, yes. A little bit."

"Well, it's working. It's rather difficult for me not to throw you up against an alley wall and shove my tongue down your throat. Just so you know."

"Jesus, do you have to do that?!"

"Do what?"

"That!"

"That what?"

"That! With the...smirking and that...threats of sexual encounters in dark alleys--"

"And my desk."

"And your desk."

"And the couches in the lounge area."

"And-- Hey!"