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Two. [ Leon flicks a hand up, gesturing in a way that portrays how little he thinks it likely there will be more than two at a time. After all, if it's four? They can wait their turn. They're all lords and ladies and whatever the fuck else, free time isn't necessarily something they're short on. ]

Maybe three, four if people don't mind waiting. Unless either of you see where we've got something to lose but time making something like this?

[ He nods confidently in Joseph's direction, regardless of how many times he's shared a though like what Seb's having right now. ]

Count me in. Let's get this done, Joseph. Your way. It sounds like a solid plan.

If you mean in total... present company aside... [A pause in which Joseph adjusts his glasses.] Maybe one or two. Plus any of those who want to learn. [He starts jotting some things down in his notebook again as the stray thoughts hit him.

Leon's praise brings a modest little smile to his face. It means a lot to him to have Leon's approval, since this all started off as his idea and all. And he and Sebastian are attuned enough to be on similar wavelengths, as far as the time and effort goes.] It may take a few tries, but... it's not like we have all that much else to do around here. [Except like... sucking each others' dicks and watching.] Balls, I guess.

[Joseph suddenly coughs, clearing his throat.] Excuse me. Attending balls, I mean.

[ He's just taking the breath to rephrase his question when Joseph jumps in and reads his mind. At least twice over.

And because he's 12 years old, he huffs a laugh.

Balls, indeed. ]

Don't threaten me with a good time. [ drier than the goddamn Sahara. ]

[ He nods to Leon, making an attempt to hold's the man's gaze without anything bubbling up he doesn't care to add to the conversation. He's going to need to get a grip on that sooner than later. ]

I'll be there. [ Sure he's already been voluntold, but it feels better to commit himself. For whatever it's worth. ]

[ Really?

Blink and one or both of them might miss the rapid back-and-forth glance Leon makes between the two detectives. Leon's eyebrows shoot up towards his hairline as he... not quite ducks into drinking his coffee, but it's about accurate.

It's deeply inappropriate to be speculating on the nature of the relationship of the other two men in this room, let alone the way his memories of that night with one keeps crashing together with those involving the other. Leon's imagination splicing together Sebastian's sexy rumble and the edifying, horny things Joseph breathed into his ear is the least helpful thing his brain can do at a time like this.

He's gonna need to rub one out later, Christ. ]

You two got any plans tomorrow morning? Could show you how it's shaping up at Whetstone, see what kind of materials we'll need for Joseph's idea.

[If you don't mind, Joseph's just going to cringe himself inside out and wither into a husk over here, thanks.

He gives Sebastian a very practiced, very weary side-eye at his remark, then heroically tries to ignore that anything ever happened.]

That sounds great. I'll try to finalize some drawings so we can make some estimates of how much we'll need. We'll be there.

[He's answering for Sebastian there, but something tells him he's not got any balls to attend to tomorrow. Attend. Jesus FUCKING Christ...]

[ Well, he already said he'd be there, so he nods again, grunts an affirmative.

The distinct lack of direction, and options, of his presence in Andovale mean he's more than happy to let someone else make this decision for him, too. Joseph's already fallen back into speaking for him, and he can't blame the man. He's waiting for the other shoe to drop, too.

Or his balls. ]

It's a date.

[ Because no, he couldn't leave well enough alone, while sitting back on the couch in a facsimile of something casual, as if he's finally decided to settle in. ]

It's a date.

[ The cadence is a little distinct from Sebastian's, but their voices overlay each other at very nearly perfect unison. He glances in the older detective's direction, the corner of his mouth quirking up slightly as he exhales a puff, quietly surprised, a little amused. ]

Took the words right outta my mouth.

[ Did that break the ice just a little? Depends. On Joseph, maybe, as the one guy he knows more, uh, intimately than he knows Sebastian (but only as much as a guy who's been fucking him since maybe a couple of weeks since they met might know a guy). ]

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