Neal walked into work torn between contemplative and excited. He'd had to leave the DaVinci hidden in the mansion, but BB had just called him and told him something almost as cool. He was maybe a few minutes late, and headed for Peter's office, figuring he'd still get there before Peter. Elizabeth had been kind of clingy lately, somehow. Or at least that was the impression he got.

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	likessmart 2011-08-30 04:20 am UTC (link)
	Peter was there already, grousing over their lack of files. He didn't know what to do with not having a work overload. El was overjoyed, and he thought that they should maybe do something. When Neal walked in, he gave him a little wave. "So, not much work. You ready for a weekend off?" (Reply to this)

classicratpack 2011-08-30 04:26 am UTC (link)

Neal blinked, both at Peter already being there and the random question. "Yeah, actually. I was going to ask you something along those lines." He chuckled. "BB has a show in Vegas this weekend, and invited me along. She wondered if you and Elizabeth might like to make it a weekend. She can get you like, one of the huge villas at Caesar's Palace or something." Neal hated Vegas - with all its artifice and family friendly stupidity nowadays - but going somewhere fancy was nice, and maybe they'd get to go off the Strip a little while BB wasn't working. (Reply to this)

	likessmart 2011-08-30 04:37 am UTC (link)
	Eyebrows shot straight up, and he grinned. "Seriously? El would love that, she's always told me that she wanted to see that Cirque thing." He rolled his eyes. "Women go nuts for it. Looks kind of boring to me, but I think it would cheer her up. She misses some of her friends." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-08-30 04:51 am UTC (link)
	Neal grimaced sympathetically. "It can't be easy for her. And I don't know, you could go play poker or something if you didn't want to see the show. I don't think BB would hit you." He grinned faintly. "She accidentally hit me the other night." He showed Peter his healing split lip, still amused. (Reply to this)

	likessmart 2011-08-30 04:53 am UTC (link)
	"No, no, we'll go see the show. I know El wants to without even ask - she hit you?" He stood up to look at his friend's lip, folding his arms. "Neal, are you being battered? I can get you help if she's battering you. Or some delicious dipping sauce." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-08-30 05:05 am UTC (link)
	"Har har." Neal rolled his eyes. "It was an accident; she was doing her crazy bendy thing and accidentally kicked me in the face." It would do as well as any story that wasn't the truth. "She actually felt really bad about it." That was obviously true, and he couldn't help but be a little charmed by it. It made him stupidly pleased that she cared. (Reply to this)

	likessmart 2011-08-30 05:09 am UTC (link)
	Peter shook his head. "Shouldn't get close when she's doing the crazy bendy thing, obviously." He took out his cell phone, ready to text Elizabeth. "But if you were serious, let me know - I'll text El. Should we get tickets or does our fairy godmother have all of that squared away too?" His tone was fond. (Reply to this)

classicratpack 2011-08-30 05:18 am UTC (link)

"I was serious; BB told me to invite you guys. Apparently she and Elizabeth have been hanging out." The idea made him laugh. "Maybe she can help with Elizabeth missing her friends, I don't know. She's ... sweet." He'd probably get mocked for saying that, but it was true. Sweet when it counted, and incredibly devious when it counted more. "She gets to leave tickets at will call like any performer, apparently." (Reply to this)

likessmart 2011-08-30 05:21 am UTC (link)

"Huh. Somehow, that doesn't surprise me." She was the sort of person to insert herself wherever she thought she was needed. And Peter, as much as he loved his wife, couldn't be a substitute for her friends. He called his wife and smiled. "Hey, El, pack a bag, we're going to Vegas." He laughed when she said she knew and she was waiting for him to tell her. "I am always the last to know with you." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-08-30 05:30 am UTC (link)
	Neal chuckled. "BB tell her already? She called me this morning and told me to tell you." He thought it might be fun. Especially since Peter and Elizabeth were in a separate hotel. (Reply to this)

	likessmart 2011-08-30 05:32 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, she told me she got us a villa at Ceasers' Palace. A villa," he teased, voice taking on a vaguely British lilt. "I'll have to get your lady friend flowers if El doesn't beat me to it. What's this thing I hear about El thinking BB's hot?" He shook his head, grousing a little to himself. (Reply to this)

classicratpack 2011-08-30 05:52 am UTC (link)

Neal smirked. "I can't control your wife's fantasies." BB's, yeah. Hell, he'd found Elizabeth attractive since he'd met her. "We're off later tonight." And indeed, later that night they landed just off the Vegas Strip. BB had said to meet her at their villa, which was at the Bellagio, while Peter and Elizabeth were at Caesar's Palace - close, but not very. The arrangement suited Neal. He bid the Burkes goodnight and told them he'd see them in the morning, heading over to the Bellagio and up to the space BB had rented for them. When he opened the door, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. The space was about as big as her acquaintance's English country house, and about five times as well appointed. There was a trail of clothes on the floor, and he followed it toward the bathroom. "BB? I'm presuming that's you?" (Reply to this)

folleconnasse 2011-08-30 05:59 am UTC (link)

She had Chet Baker on low, the jets in the spa tub on high, and she had forsaken electric lighting in favor of a lit candle. "You presume correctly, Neal. Come take a bath with me - the show isn't until tomorrow." She didn't stand up to greet him, or even open her eyes. One of her legs was dangling out of the tub, and the other was adjusting the water temperature. A nice Shiraz was sitting on the counter, and a glass of it was in her hand. "Did Peter and El like their room?" (Reply to this)

classicratpack 2011-08-30 06:07 am UTC (link)

He just smiled and started to loosen his tie. "They were blown away by it. If they didn't think you were incredible before, they do now." Neal took his tie off and set it over a towel rack, soon followed by his shirt and belt. He sat down to undo his shoelaces. "Peter said you've been hanging around with Elizabeth ... I didn't know that. Peter kind of thinks it's good for her. He says she misses her friends." Once his shoes were off, he took off his trousers, folding them over the last bit of the towel rack. "I think he's going to get you flowers. I already feel slighted." He was teasing, of course; he'd never really been the flowers and candy type. Priceless jewelry, sure, but not flowers. (Reply to this)

folleconnasse 2011-08-30 06:10 am UTC (link)

Slowly she opened one eye and smiled. "It's the room that I got as a new hire with the company for my first Vegas show. I didn't have the heart to say that I'd booked this one, so I figured El and Peter deserved a romantic weekend of debauchery. And of course I have, Peter mentioned me to El, she looked up my number in his phone because he put it in there in case I ever called him - bless his anal retentive heart - and soon we started having wine and movie night." Smirking up at him as he stripped, BB moved to one side. "If he gets me lilies, you're in trouble. I might get a bigger crush on him than I have on you." (Reply to this)

classicratpack 2011-08-30 06:13 am UTC (link)

It did make him happy that BB and Elizabeth were getting along - he loved Elizabeth like an older sister. A hot, adopted older sister. Still. "I'm glad Elizabeth didn't think you were Peter's mistress or something." Neal teased, getting rid of his boxer shorts and climbing into the huge tub with her. "And please; he gets you lilies; I get you nineteenth century miniatures." It was mostly joking. Though if Peter did send BB flowers, Neal made a note to visit Neil Lane. Or Tiffany. Just because. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-08-30 06:19 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, no, he's pretty sure you're hung up on me. Though I wouldn't mind being her mistress." She grinned broadly, wrapping her arms around his waist and kissing his neck. "Oh, Neal. You got me a gorgeous painting and naked you. Guess which I prefer. How's your lip?" (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-08-30 06:26 am UTC (link)
	Neal laughed, idly imagining BB and Elizabeth and yeah, he needed to stop that, at least for right now. "My lip is fine. Told Peter you accidentally kicked me in the face practicing all your bendy ... things." He pulled her a little closer, enjoying her proximity. "Elizabeth is a beautiful woman," was all he said. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-08-30 11:45 pm UTC (link)
	"Bendy things?" She laughed and moved to straddle him in the tub, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Mm, she is. Glad you think so, I was worried you'd be jealous when you found out about our shennanigans." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-08-31 02:20 am UTC (link)
	"Is she going to leave Peter for you?" Neal raised an eyebrow, smiling. "I have no reason to worry." (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-08-31 04:45 am UTC (link)
	"No, we were just drunk and giggly." She smiled, leaning her head on his shoulder, kissing his neck. "She's a good kisser, you know." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-01 03:54 pm UTC (link)
	"I kissed her once. On a job." Neal rested a hand in her hair, half on her neck. "Just the once, though. I had to pretend to be Peter." (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-01 03:59 pm UTC (link)
	"I bet you didn't use any tongue, though." Nibbling gently at the vein in his neck, she burrowed closer. Her damp fingers ran through his hair, and she smiled at him. "I'm glad that you came. I'm so nervous - it's my first show in Vegas." (Reply to this)

	classicratpack 2011-09-01 04:18 pm UTC (link)
	"You'll be fine." Neal raised his eyebrows, smiling. "You're scared of performing, when you pulled that acting job on your English friend?" His tone was lazy, almost dreamy. He was comfortable and happy; those two things didn't always happen at the same time. (Reply to this)

	folleconnasse 2011-09-01 04:23 pm UTC (link)
	"Acting's different. This is something where I could fall and look like an idiot." Not that she'd ever fallen when her gear was set up properly, but hey, it was always a worry. BB noticed the contented noises he was making, and she kissed along his earlobe gently, trying to make him even more blissed out. (Reply to this)

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