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[He makes a big show of stumbling over his own feet when she pushes him. Which is just as well, because he does end up a little surprised, although he manages to hide it quickly.]

You don't like the six-headed sculptures? They like you . . .

It's too many eyes! I can't believe you really keep that in the same place you sleep...

[CAESAR.]

I have to. It was a gift.

[He bumps her with his shoulder, all the same.]

So you're saying I shouldn't bring it along? When we all go out.

Well, you can bring it along if you want, but then that's your date for the whole day.

[She laughs, flashing him a sly look.]

Six heads and no feet doesn't make a very good dancer!

Hmm, that's very true. I can't argue with that.

All statues will be left behind. And we'll get a real room, and check it for statues, too.

Much better.

[...]

That'll be okay, won't it? If we...all do that? Together? We'll all have fun, no matter what?

. . . Dolcezza, if you worry too much, I'll have to kiss you until you forget, and then we'll never get where we're going.

[It's an obvious tease; he nudges her with his shoulder again and leans down to kiss her, on the forehead this time, quick and sweet.]

We'll have fun. It'll be perfect, since it's all of us. Don't you think so?

...You're right, I do think so. No matter what, so long as it's all of us, we'll figure it out.

[And it genuinely does seem to pacify her, the reassurance and the kiss both, but as that settles in she flashes him a look that's positively radiant with mischief, and leans her head against his arm as the diamond-emblazoned sign begins to come into sight on the horizon.]

Ah, you did it agaaaaaaaaaaain...

I did--

[It takes him a minute, focused as he is on that look on her face. What game are you playing, missy.]

What did I do, Suzie Q?

Ti ha parlato di me con il vostro cuooooooooore.

[Look at this delighted girl, so playful in affect and yet so serious in content.]

I heard it, I heard it! Ah, I'm so happy...

Oh.

[How does he keep doing that without meaning to do it? Why are his arms full so he can't pull her close when she's making that face? The world is full of mysteries.]

I'm never going to figure out what it is, am I.

Maybe you will. Whether you do or not, it's nothing to be ashamed of; when you're so happy or excited, you're not paying close attention to something like that.

[She bumps her head against his arm, affectionate.]

You make me happy too, mia luce del sole.

[His arms are still full. He really hates that. He doesn't want to ruin her dress, but he also thinks that, frankly, it's criminal that he can't pick her up in his arms right now and just hold her, bury his face in her shoulder and breathe in the smell of her. It's much harder to look her in the eye when she's being sweet like this, rather than do something about it, when he can feel his face going a little hot.]

[With some effort, he ducks his head and looks away, muttering under his breath.]

La stella del nord . . . È difficile distogliere lo sguardo da lei.

[What light, through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Caesar is the tsun.]

Are your arms getting tired? We should hurry up, it's not that much farther, and anyway the sooner we get there, the more time there'll be for you to look the dress over.

[Well, okay. You don't have to twist his arm too much there, Suzie. He turns back to her, blinks, and fretfully resists the urge to lean in for another kiss. Focus.]

Come on, then. Lead the way.

[She throws him a smile, taking pity on him (or, well, a sort of pity, anyway, though it might not seem like it in practice) long enough to disentangle and get a few steps in front of him, turning around to walk backwards a little before righting herself and pointing toward their destination.]

There, see! You can just see it, there it is.

[Thank you, Suzie. You are a gift and a treasure. He hurries to catch up with her, even as he sizes up her new place of work. Hm.]

It's nice inside, too? And safe? You said there was a bouncer?

It looks nice! It's clean, and there aren't a lot of rough-looking people in it. The bouncer is nice, too! He's tall and has a bald head and a tattoo on his arm.

[And it appears that someone fitting that description is, in fact, milling around just inside the doors.]

See! There he is.

[She waves, eagerly, and after a minute or two, the distant figure takes notice and offers a nod-and-raised-hand acknowledgement back.]

[Caesar watches this individual with Suspicion for a moment, then nods in apparent approval. He will allow this man to exist in Suzie's proximity. He guesses.]

And where's your stage?

[Her stage. Just like this is her club. Fight him about it.]

This way! Come on, we'll go past it on the way to the dressing room.

[Zooooooooooom.]

[Oh fuck we're zooming. HERE HE GOES, ZOOMING AFTER]

Wait up!

[his giant man legs are No Match for tiny zooming suzie]

[HYPE TRAIN CAN'T BE STOPPED okay but no, seriously, she does slow down long enough to show him the main part of the club, and the little stage where she'll be singing. It's one of those intimate sorts of places with a little runway that extends out from the stage itself and into the seating area.

It's also apparent that the red dress was a masterful choice, given that most of the interior seems to be done in black and silver with accents in crystal.]

There, isn't it nice? They call it the Diamond for a reason, I guess!

[He considers, as he observes the decor, that he is a fucking genius at dresses. Good job, Caesar. Way to be. Then he nods again, smiles down at Suzie approvingly.]

It's very tasteful. And you'll look perfect up there.

I decided while you were on your way to get me — I'm going to do my hair like Ginger Rogers. ...Or do you think that'd be too much?

[She throws him a look positively teeming with supplication. One can practically see the visions of being a glamorous movie star dancing around in the air around her head.]

[And still, he thinks, long-suffering, his arms are full. All he can do is just look at her and hope that that communicates enough how hnngh he is feeling right now.]

Nessuno sarà in grado di prendere i loro occhi fuori di voi.

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