"And either way, we'll have fun," Klaus says, turning to give Obi-Wan a wink as he lifts their joined hands to press a kiss to Obi-Wan's knuckles. "And end up back in one of those rooms. Maybe even make it to the bed next time."
They dance their way across the crowd, with Klaus lifting their hands to twirl underneath them until they're on the other side of the dance floor. There's an open spot at the bar and Klaus sidles up to it, keeping Obi's hand in his as he pats the other on the bar.
"Two more of those funny drinks, please," he says happily, and the bartender gives him an odd look.
"I don't know what you're talking about," the guy says, and Klaus turns to quirk a brow at Obi-Wan. "Roll of the dice, I guess." He turns back to the bartender and ponders for a moment, trying to think of something blue. "Two sapphire martinis, then."
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They dance their way across the crowd, with Klaus lifting their hands to twirl underneath them until they're on the other side of the dance floor. There's an open spot at the bar and Klaus sidles up to it, keeping Obi's hand in his as he pats the other on the bar.
"Two more of those funny drinks, please," he says happily, and the bartender gives him an odd look.
"I don't know what you're talking about," the guy says, and Klaus turns to quirk a brow at Obi-Wan. "Roll of the dice, I guess." He turns back to the bartender and ponders for a moment, trying to think of something blue. "Two sapphire martinis, then."