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Town Hall, Tuesday

"Uuuuuugh."

Bright Eyes was looking particularly skittish today, which probably had a lot to do with how Tamsin had been taking her frustration out on the staff all day. Or maybe she'd just had too much coffee that morning. You never knew, with Bright Eyes.

One thing one might know, however, was how Tamsin had been dealing with this 'return of the sex pollen' bull otherwise: the Mayor's office was covered in little origami cranes. Many of them seemed to have suffered terrible fates, with half of them crammed into other origami cranes and the rest lying in an ever-growing pile of death near the trash can.

"Remind me again why it isn't legal to order 'Dite's to have a sale?" she barked at the door.

Bright Eyes jumped and bustled off to the bathroom.

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Soothing music and tea weren't doing anything, so Jessica left JARVIS in charge of the shop and decided to see if local government could do anything to help her with a problem.

What? She had a standing invitation, even if it had been made under a love spell. Still counted.

As nervous as she may have been about this, it was made worse in an unexpected way with the way all the staffers seemed terrified. But that turned into confused interest when she peeked in Tamsin's office.

"Somebody's keeping herself busy," she said, briefly mourning the poor cranes. "In ways that are by no means terrifying, I should add."

"According to my assistant, I can't order the sex shop to give out free gear, I can't order a full fleet of tantric masseuses to settle on the docks for the week, and I'm supposed to work here all day," Tamsin said, sitting back with one of her better quality eyerolls. "She's lucky the cranes are all I'm murdering."

"Do you even know where to get a full fleet of tantric masseuses? And is that the proper term for a group of them?" Jessica joked as she let herself in fully.

"I have no idea, but I thought it was worth a shot," Tamsin said dryly. "Guess somebody's just going to have to throw another party to get everybody laid."

She gestured at the chair opposite her desk.

"We've had parties like that?" Jessica asked taking the seat. "It must have been before I got here last year." She didn't mean to sound so disappointed that she missed out. But right about now, she absolutely was.

"I was out of drinks, wondered if a bunch of horny single people on-island might be willing to part with some booze in exchange for a place to find somebody," Tamsin said, her eyes darting down briefly to take in Jessica's shape before it vanished behind the desk, instead of rolling again like she'd been planning. "Over half the island showed up. Go figure."

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"If I had known, I would have brought some booze as a tribute," Jessica said. "Unfortunately, I'm left with nothing but my wits, my ridiculously athletic body, and vague references to superhuman endurance. Do you think I could find somebody interested in any of that?"

She was trying to keep it jokey, but the combination of the pollen and Tamsin just being that gorgeous normally meant that Jessica basilically wanted to jump across the desk and just go at it.

But she had more control than that.

"Oh, thank god," Tamsin said.

A beat.

"Pretend I didn't say that, all right? I have a professional reputation to uphold." Of being terrifying. "But you probably have good odds."

Screw it. It wasn't like that many people actually showed up here to actually turn in paperwork or whatever.

"My lips are sealed," Jessica said. "And let's just acknowledge that there are thirty jokes to make from that statement and move past it swiftly."

Yes, the pollen had her worked up enough that she was explicitly trying to ignore annoying jokes.

Tamsin picked up a crane sitting in front of her on the desk and lobbed it at the garbage can. "Fantastic idea," she said. Because it didn't take much for her to tip over into grumpy under normal conditions. "Screw it. I've been in here long enough, and you're hot in that snarky do-gooding girl scout kind of way. Let's get out of here."

"I just want to point out that I was never a Girl Scout," Jessica said. And there was a variety of reasons for that! "Your place or mine? I don't have a roommate to disturb."

"You still have that whole vibe," Tamsin said, waving her hand vaguely around Jessica to indicate it.

She got up out of her seat. "Your place. There are some things I do not want to bring up with Death."

"Oh, I can see it. I just don't want you to get your hopes up and think I might have cookies for later," Jessica joked as she got up.

"I'm only regretting that we don't dress the cops up in uniform," Tamsin said, which was something she might have inside-voiced some other week. Sigh.

She walked idly around the desk, coming to a stop right in front of Jessica.

"It's okay. You'd have me out of it in no time anyway," Jessica said. She... probably still would have said it out loud some other week. A good opening is a good opening.

She stayed inside voice on that last line. Somehow.

"You're gorgeous. I hope you know that."

"But I don't mind hearing it," Tamsin said.

The problem with Jessica snarking up a storm and throwing compliments around was that it was really hard not to keep staring at her mouth. It made sense to fix that.

So Tamsin closed the distance between her mouth and Jessica's. If she was lucky, it'd even scandalize Bright Eyes.

Amazingly, Jessica wasn't expecting that. But she recovered quickly and pulled herself in closer to Tamsin.

She didn't know Bright Eyes, but she was really absolutely trying to scandalize the poor woman.

There was a shrill, audible flail happening somewhere in the background, but even more amazingly, Tamsin actually forgot about that for a not insignificant amount of seconds.

In fact, by the time she pulled away, her hands had wound up on Jessica's hips somehow. Oops. "Right," she said, and after a beat too long, she added, "Now let's really blow this joint."

Jessica whimpered slightly when Tamsin pulled away. She knew it wouldn't be a good idea to do anything more here, but that desk was looking very inviting. So was the floor. And maybe the ceiling....

No. Control. Jessica could keep her pants on for a few minutes. She stepped back to get just a little bit of distance so she didn't give into those desk urges, then reached for Tamsin's hand. "Yeah. Let's go. And my god, let's walk fast."

"Now there's an excuse for you to show off those superhero chops or whatever," Tamsin said.

While walking out the door very, very fast.

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