@cannibalisticwhistler
She pounces like a puma, from behind (one must always surprise the unsuspecting), placing all of her weight on the heel of her palms to his broad heavily leatherclad shoulders, “SOMEone get this Blue Baron a PINT, ‘cause I just got paid and he’s too PRETTY to be half empty!” The following kiss to his cheek has more in common with a physical attack than a show of affection, but she means well.
It still packs quite a punch.
She throws herself in the bar stool next to him, already far into her third round and past her second wind of the night. “Goddamn GORGEous as ever, how DO you keep it up? I’ve not the STAMINA for all that SEX appeal!” Her voice scales the ranges, not a mockery, but never fully serious either. She’s just dang over the moon to actually catch him off assignment at the same time she is!