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Caritas- Tuesday

Kitty was a trying night so far. She'd changed clothes before work, putting on a skirt that was short, but that she thought would be fine. And now the longer she wore it, the more she realized that she pretty much couldn't move in this thing without giving someone a show.

Tino had figured that out and kept "accidentally" dropping things and asking her to pick them up. Kitty was beginning to think she might need to hold a sexual harassment seminar.

"I wish my dragon was still here," she told him.

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Clint really wished that he had a sixth sense about when Kitty was dressed like she was tonight, but for now, he was just going to enjoy it. "What's wrong, do you need something set on fire?" he said as he sat down at the bar.

Kitty pointed to Tino. "Him. Thank you. You can take him out back and do it, I won't tell."

Clint gave Tino a stony glare, and smirked a little as he backed away. "The squirrels might catch me, and I'm trying to be on good behavior. Hopefully, he'll be smart enough to leave you alone now."

Kitty grinned at him. "My hero. You deserve a drink for that."

"Or you could just turn around a little," Clint teased. "Or will that request get me sent outside too."

"I want you to check me out," she told him, turning around just a little. "This may be the last time you're seeing this, because this was a bad decision."

"What if we were along at your place or mine? Could I see it then?" Clint didn't want to leave out any potential options, after all.

She thought about it. "Yes. But then there's also not much reason to be wearing it."

Clint laughed. "Hey, we don't spend all our time having sex. And ooh, you could wear it anyway." And that would be Clint leering while his thoughts turned decidedly dirty.

"Gee, I wonder what you're thinking..." She minded terribly, really.

"Perfectly nice things, I assure you," Clint said quickly. "Maybe not innocent, but definitely pleasant."

"I think you might have to show me at some point," Kitty said thoughtfully. "I mean, you're making me curious."

"I could show you later, if you want. I mean, I'm taking you home tonight whether you like it or not. There might be more people who need to be set on fire between now and then," Clint said matter-of-factly.

"Whether I like it or not, huh?" She went to lean on the bartop like she usually did... and then stopped because that wasn't going to work out so well.

Plus: Clint really liked the skirt. Minus: Moving like at all meant flashing everyone.

"Uh huh," Clint said, before giving Kitty an awkward smile. "You know, if that's okay with you." Oh yes, he was so strong and forceful right now.

Oh, Clint. Stop being so cute. Kitty laughed, assuring him, "I don't feel like saying no to that."

"Okay, good. I promise not to stare at your ass the whole time." Only part of the time!

Kitty smiled. "Better watch out. I might start to think you like it when I dress trampy," she teased.

"You mean I haven't made that clear yet?" Clint asked. "I can make the drooling more obvious, if that's what it takes."

"Well, coming up with dirty things to do at the bar was kind of a hint..." she said.

"You inspire a lot of dirty thoughts, I have to admit," Clint said. "Are there a lot more clothes like this in your closet?" That was probably a hopeful look he was giving off right now.

"You don't come in here enough if you don't know the answer to that," Kitty smiled. "There's a lot."

Some of them might not even qualify as 'clothes.'

"I guess I'll have to come by more often," Clint said, "and be supportive of your business and all." That was a boyfriendly thing to do, right? The leering would just be a bonus.

"I'm all for that." She'd pretty much never turn down more Clint time. "And next time you'll even see me in something I can move in."

Yakko - wearing a pair of wings - glided across Caritas on makeshift wings, then perched on the bar and started making dragon noises. Then he pulled a chili pepper out of his pocket and popped it into his mouth. Seconds later, his face turned red and his breath briefly turned to flame.

Be careful what you wished for, Kitty. Some crazy world version of it just might come true.

Kitty stared.

And was left with, "...Oh my god."

I'm sorry, with some of the stuff they've drawn her in, I have no idea how there aren't more wardrobe malfunctions.

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