Fast Eddie's- Friday night

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It had been kind of hard to think about much else since yesterday's call from Stiles, and Kitty didn't really think anyone could blame her for that. And when she wasn't likely to hear anything for at least 72 hours, and it'd probably be longer than that, she needed some kind of distraction.

Naturally that meant dragging her boyfriend out for date night.

"You know, I don't think I've been here since our first date," Kitty said as they stepped inside.

[For Clint, though open for all your pool-and-arcade-game playing needs!]

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"Me neither. I'd probably get into trouble if I came by myself." Really, going most places by himself led to trouble. "It looks like there's an open table, if you want to play some pool. Or we can start with drinks, whatever you want." Whatever would provide the best distraction first, he meant.

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"Ooh, compromise. You set up the table, I get the drinks and we can do both at the same time," she suggested.

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"Sounds like a plan," Clint said, going over and getting the table set up. As he got the balls in place, he debated whether or not Kitty would want him to let her win, or if she'd get annoyed if he beat the pants off of her.

Aaaand then he was picturing literally beating the pants off of her. This was why he couldn't be left alone for too long.

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Kitty came back a couple minutes later with a beer for him and a rum and Coke for her, setting them down on the nearest table. "You ready to get your butt whupped?" she asked, like that was going to happen.

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"No, because you're the one who's going down. Unless you think you can distract me into losing," Clint teased.

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"That'd be too easy," she teased.

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"That's what you'd think, but you'd be wrong." No, no she wouldn't be. "I can be strong willed when pool is on the line."

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"If you're so strong-willed maybe we should play for something." This would go well!

[so_hawkward]

Oh Kitty, you were so good at finding Clint's weaknesses. "What do you want to play for?"

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"Dirty things," Kitty nodded.

Like distraction tactics were ending with pool.

[so_hawkward]

Well, that got Clint to perk right up. Good job, Kitty.

"You know, I was thinking about letting you win. Now I'm not so sure," he said, grabbing a pool cue.

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She knew her audience.

"Now I'm going to beat you double," Kitty decided, picking up her drink and motioning for him to take the first shot.

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Clint went ahead and lined up his shot, maybe leaning over the pool table a little more than necessary in the name of providing a distraction, and sent the cue ball flying at just the right angle to get some of the balls close to the pockets. He was still going to beat Kitty, but he was going to make it really close.

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She was definitely checking him out right up until she went to look at where the balls ended up. "Oh, so close."

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"Yeah yeah, let's see you get one in then," Clint said, watching her as he took a sip of his beer.

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Kitty selected a cue stick, then leaned over the table- you're welcome, Clint- to shoot one of the striped balls in the hole. "Good thing you made that way too easy for me," she said.

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"I don't know what you're talking about," Clint said, as innocently as he could imagine while staring at her backside.

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"Of course not," she said, getting up to look at what her next best shot might be. "All those balls just waiting to go- you know what, I should not finish that sentence."

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Clint cracked up at that. "This really is kind of a dirty game. Sticks and balls and all. I think that means it's appropriate for us."

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"Are you implying we're somehow not as pure as the driven snow?" she asked, frowning as the cue ball barely grazed the ball she'd been aiming at and bounced off the edge.

[so_hawkward]

"Well, you're pretty innocent. Sometimes." Clint aimed his shot and was nice, sinking only one of the solid balls. "Moreso than me, I think. Not that that's a bad thing at all."

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"Two years into this relationship and I'm sometimes innocent. I don't know how I feel about that," Kitty mused.

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"You're... really innocent?" Clint teased, smirking at her from where he was bent over the table.

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"Yep, sure I am," Kitty said, taking the opportunity to lightly smack his ass.

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"Whoa, hey now, that's for later, after I win," Clint said. "If you think something like that's gonna throw me off, you've got more to learn."