WHO: Belle Delacroix & @hunterlazzari
WHERE: A shady area of town
WHEN: May 24th, 09:44 pm
“So,” Belle’s face turned the slightest bit apologetic—barely noticeable, but hopefully enough for Hunter. “I might have taken a wrong turn somewhere, and we might be lost.” Whilst she was an excellent liar, she had still taken a slight detour in the road to the meeting point she had arranged, just enough to make it seem like they were truly lost. What she hoped for that the fact that Belle had just somewhat admitted fault was enough of a distraction. Schemes were her forte, but this one had to be executed with the utmost care, or she might end up as the one getting played—or rather, dead.
Turning down another corner with an obviously feigned confidence to her stride, Belle finally gave up about halfway down the street, turning around to face Hunter, hands placed on her hips. “I could’ve sworn the restaurant was around here somewhere—I was just there last week!” She managed to sound exasperated, though more so in a way that made it seem like she was angry at the restaurant for not being where she wanted it to be, not herself for messing up the location—which was not entirely uncommon behavior.
She managed an impatient look at her watch. “We’re going to miss our reservation,” Not that it mattered, she was Belle Delacroix, they would keep her table all night if they had to, but she had to see the time without looking suspicious. Any minute now. “Can you check our location for me?” Batting her lashes at Hunter, she hoped being occupied with his cell phone might be enough for them to take him by surprise. Just a little bit.
