The Flying Pussyfoot, Limbo City, Wednesday

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Due to owning a business, Kathy sometimes got very weird, not-at-all-related-to-her-business offers from vendors trying to establish a working relationship. Most she tossed, but occasionally something really cool would end up in her inbox. Like a pair of tickets for a Murder Mystery Dinner, taking place on a newly-renovated luxury train from the 1930s. People would sign up, choose a character from the list of possible dinner attendees, and then show up and ride the train around Limbo City for a few hours, having dinner and trying to solve the whodunnit.

Kathy had been charmed from the start and had pretty much decided to go immediately. The question of who to take was answered when she spotted that one of the characters listed was a "rich rock star."

That made it easy.

One conversation of 'You don't have to dress up and you can bring your guitar!' and 'pleeeeease, it sounds like a ton of fun!' later, and Kathy and Dante had their tickets and were waiting to board the extravagant train cars of The Flying Pussyfoot for four hours of delicious, murdery fun!

[For the poor sap who agreed to this]

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"Are you asking for a private showing?" Dante said, smirking.

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"Actually, first I'm asking to get my hands on my co-star there," Kathy all but purred. "Then, maybe, I'll see about a private showing."

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Dante tilted his head, grinning. "So is the co-star me or the guitar?" he said. "Because she's a lovely lady."

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"The guitar," Kathy said with a smile. "Perhaps it's forward of me, but I've been admiring her curves throughout our whole conversation."

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"Well, in that case..."

Dante reached behind him, gingerly removing the guitar.

He held it out for her.

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Kathy ran her fingers delicately over the guitar's sides and then took it from him, fingers moving to the strings even as she adjusted her arms to distribute the guitar's weight.

And then played the opening riff to Enter Sandman without missing a beat.

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"I do love a woman who knows how to handle some strings," Dante sighed happily.

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"You'd be surprised what I can handle," Kathy said, eyelashes lowered demurely as she focused on the guitar. "She is a beauty."

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"Prettiest of my acoustics," Dante said, watching her fingers move. "You've been-- you've practiced a lot."

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Kathy's smile didn't have a lot of role play in it. "I have," she said. "I find it soothing. Life on the stage can be a bit stressful, as I'm sure you know. It gives my voice a rest while still making music."

She switched over to the opening of Aerials by System of A Down.

Glancing up at him, she added, "You seem surprised, Mr. Redgrave."

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"In a good way," Dante said easily. "Too many performers these days don't know their shit. You do, I respect that."

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"I had a good teacher," she admitted, handing the guitar back over to Dante, graceful fingers caressing the wood as she passed it off. "He taught me a lot of things, actually."

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A small smile flickered across Dante's face that had nothing to do with his character at all. "Anything I need to know about?"

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"I'm sorry, darling, I only kiss and tell," Kathy said, lips curving in a smirk of her own.

And this right here was why she'd worn bright red lipstick.

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Dante's mouth curved up even more. "Sounds like my kinda girl."

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"But the question remains, Mr. Redgrave, whether or not you're kind of man." She leaned in, fingernails trailing down his chest.

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"Gotta give me some incentive to show my stripes," Dante said, leaning a little closer too.

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Kathy slid off her bar stool to stand up. He was close enough that her every curve was pressed up against him. "I'm incentive all by myself," she murmured in his ear before brushing past him.

Where was she going? Who knew! It just seemed the thing to do in the moment.

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Dante looked over his shoulder, turning slowly as he watched her go.

Waited a few moments.

And then followed.

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From the vibrations under her feet, the train had left the station already. It had picked up steam and was rumbling over the tracks. Lights flashed by, shining in the darkness.

It was easy to pretend the large patches of darkness they passed was, like, farmland or something. Uninhabited forests.

Not whole neighborhoods of Limbo City.

Still, it was beautiful in the dark. Kathy paused a moment, outside the main car, hand on the window, staring into the night.

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Dante slipped into the hallway with her, but he paused just outside the door. Watching her.

Watching her watch his city with a look on her face that made something clench in his chest.

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The train traveled another half mile before she finally looked away, another one of those dark patches coming up. Turned, back towards the door. She should probably return to the game, she had - "Dante?" she asked, character slipping as she saw him standing in the doorway.

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The look on Dante's face was somewhere between poleaxed and stupidly sentimental.

He jerked back to alertness when she spoke, but only to take a few steps, cup her face, and kiss her.

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Oh. Oh hello.

Kathy didn't know why Dante's expression was so weird, but she sure as hell wasn't about to question that now. She kissed him back, lips warm and soft, hand a little cold from where it had been pressed against the glass.

Didn't matter the why. All that mattered was this.

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Dante nudged her against the wall, though his hands didn't stray anywhere lower. He just kissed her like she was the most gorgeous thing in the world, like she was important.

He didn't break away until he knew she needed to breathe.