From: treadlightly	Date: October 21st, 2011 03:03 am (UTC)		(Link)

"That is, indeed, about what it sounds like. Go figure. Any ideas?"

	From: anyastark	Date: October 21st, 2011 03:17 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Well it's getting that time of the year when I have a lot of charity events and whatnot to go to. Feel up to being my date if I need one?"

	From: treadlightly	Date: October 21st, 2011 03:21 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Hmm, that'd mean I'd have to get fitted for a tux and all, right?"

	From: anyastark	Date: October 21st, 2011 11:09 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Yeah. Wearing a monkey suit is one of the requirements, but don't worry. I'll take care of it all. You're do me a favor after all."

Anya didn't mind going to big fancy events, she loved it actually, but she hated going alone. Lately she'd been dragging Misha, but she knew it wasn't his thing and he needed a break.

	From: treadlightly	Date: October 21st, 2011 04:08 pm (UTC)		(Link)

He chuckles. "I doubt my parents would mind anything that involves getting me all dressed up, and going with such a cute girl is favor enough. Sure, count me in."

	From: anyastark	Date: October 21st, 2011 10:04 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Anya blushed a bit. "Well they may mind the rumors," she said. "There's always rumors when I go to a party with someone."

	From: treadlightly	Date: October 21st, 2011 10:20 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"My father might. My mother and my fairy godmothers would be thrilled if I appeared in a tabloid. I might not hear the end of it for a while, but they'd be thrilled."

	From: anyastark	Date: October 21st, 2011 10:25 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I'm sure Uncle Steve will say that I'm a bad influence on you. The Stark genes and all." Anya grinned. Nope. Not ashamed of being a Stark. "It'll just be a matter of time until you're in one."

	From: treadlightly	Date: October 21st, 2011 10:32 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I'm sure I'll survive, somehow."

	From: anyastark	Date: October 21st, 2011 10:51 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Oh I know. We can at least have some fun with it."

	From: treadlightly	Date: October 21st, 2011 10:57 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"That was kind of my thought, yes. If they're going to be there anyway, might as well either ignore them and assume they're going to write what they're going to write, or give them something entirely unfounded to run off with and force a retraction a week later."

	From: anyastark	Date: October 21st, 2011 11:15 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I like the way you think, Jimmy," she said. "Devious. I like devious."

	From: treadlightly	Date: October 21st, 2011 11:23 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"No better way to make the media look bad than make them print something blatantly false and have to issue an apology. It'd have to be big enough that they can't couch it in rumors and allegations, of course."

	From: anyastark	Date: October 21st, 2011 11:26 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I'm sure we'll think of something," she said with a mischievous look on her face. "And it will be big."

	From: treadlightly	Date: October 21st, 2011 11:31 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Why, Miss Stark, I do believe we have the beginnings of an anti-tabloid conspiracy."

	From: anyastark	Date: October 21st, 2011 11:35 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Anya cackled. "No power in the 'verse will stop us, Mr. Rogers."

	From: treadlightly	Date: October 21st, 2011 11:59 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"We shall have to discuss this terrible plan over dinner."

	From: anyastark	Date: October 22nd, 2011 12:00 am (UTC)		(Link)

"We shall," she agreed. She stepped on the accelerator and zoomed through New York traffic.

	From: treadlightly	Date: October 22nd, 2011 12:10 am (UTC)		(Link)

He seems remarkably at ease with her driving, must be a kindred spirit behind the wheel or something. That, or really, really hungry.

	From: anyastark	Date: October 22nd, 2011 01:20 am (UTC)		(Link)

With the way Anya drove they made it to Big Nick's in almost no time, even with New York traffic. Parking was of course tricky, but Anya found a spot and they headed for big Nick's.

	From: treadlightly	Date: October 22nd, 2011 01:31 am (UTC)		(Link)

He's up and out of the car in a moment, and heads for the restaurant, offering an arm. Treacherous plotter he may be, but chivalry isn't dead either.

	From: anyastark	Date: October 22nd, 2011 02:32 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Thank you," she said with a smile and took the offered arm. "Such a gentleman."

	From: treadlightly	Date: October 22nd, 2011 04:24 am (UTC)		(Link)

"I do try." he responds with a smile - covering the last several steps to the restaurant at a run to make sure this time he opens the door for her.

	From: anyastark	Date: October 22nd, 2011 05:03 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"You're such a Rogers," she said and patted him on the cheek before going inside Big Nick's.

	From: treadlightly	Date: October 22nd, 2011 06:33 pm (UTC)		(Link)

He chuckles. "I'll take that as a compliment."