[ There's a decent sized part of Tony that likes playing the brat, pushing buttons until he gets a reaction or gets his way or both, but since arriving in Duplicity he's discovered that there's an even larger part that enjoys putting brats in their place. Or maybe just watching them do their thing until he can bring them to heel. From personal experience, he' well aware of the artifice of the performance, of what Theo gets out of playing by his own rules and breaking everyone else's -- which makes the idea of controlling some of those impulses even more interesting.
Tony's in his own private booth, suit jacket unbuttoned, tie slightly loose. The fabric is all dark blues and blacks, matching the blueish tint to his shades. One leg crossed over the knee of the other, arm up along the back of the booth, it's as if he's been waiting there all night. There's a bottle of champagne on ice waiting on the small table to one side, plus two glasses.
As Theo arrives, he tilts his head to look up at him, a thoughtful angle. He reaches up to pull his shades off, folding them up one handed before slipping them into his jacket pocket. ]
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Tony's in his own private booth, suit jacket unbuttoned, tie slightly loose. The fabric is all dark blues and blacks, matching the blueish tint to his shades. One leg crossed over the knee of the other, arm up along the back of the booth, it's as if he's been waiting there all night. There's a bottle of champagne on ice waiting on the small table to one side, plus two glasses.
As Theo arrives, he tilts his head to look up at him, a thoughtful angle. He reaches up to pull his shades off, folding them up one handed before slipping them into his jacket pocket. ]
It'll do for now. Do you want a drink?