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A--[A little slow on the uptake here, Steph. But it clicks, and she gives Ezio A Look. There better be that clinic trip in his near future.]

Uh, right. You do that. We'll be here.

[ Lucrezia brushes it off as a sign of good health. ]

There is no hurry, Ezio.

[Ezio thinks it's a bit peculiar that the pope's daughter would be so flippant about such a thing, or seem to give him permission to take his time, but he doesn't comment. Not when Steph is giving him that attitude. He just smiles and steps back to let them in.]

Come in, anyhow, and sit down. I'll be out in a moment.

[And he slips off into his room to make himself presentable, closing the door behind him.]

[Oh, joy. Steph lets herself fall back onto a seat. His place sure is fancy.

Once Ezio's behind a closed door:]

Easy catch is right. I guess that's what we get for dropping by unannounced. My bad.

[ Her being the pope's daughter may also explain her attitude regarding his hobby. Besides, syphilis totally doesn't exist. She takes a seat beside Steph, keeping her legs together because--trousers. ]

On the contrary. At this state, he will prove no match in our word games.

[la la la getting dressed :|]

[Don't mind Steph as she covers her mouth. Wouldn't want to laugh and wake up Ezio's guest.]

True, true. This will be fun.

[ Lucrezia actually wants Ezio's guest to wake and try to escape. Maybe she can catch her face. As such, she keeps her eyes on the door with an amused smirk on her lips. ]

Is it unusual in your time for men to bring women to their home, Stephanie?

[Ezio steps out of his room after a few minutes, and he closes it behind him, quietly. His last-night lover can make herself at home and sleep all she wants; if she's there when he gets back, wonderful, if not, oh well. In the mean time, he'd rather spend time with his two new friends.]

Stephanie just has many concerns for my safety, Lucrezia. I think it's touching.

[He sits down in a seat across from them, reaching up to tie his hair back. Look at him, all snappy looking in a fresh shirt, a yellow doublet and nice pants.]

So... can I expect torture as a part of my kidnapping, or shall I have Claudia assemble a ransom posthaste?

[Sure, we'll go with that. Steph smiles.]

Emphasis on many.

As for torture... I don't know. Depends on your definition of it. What do you think, Lucrezia?

[ She may have craned her neck a little to see his lover, but no luck, oh well. She chuckles at Stephanie. ]

Do you put yourself in harm's way so often, Ezio?

[ She peers around the room to catch signs of Claudia. ]

And there is no need for ransom. We will decide the need for torture as we proceed with the kidnapping.

I'll admit to a fondness for dangerous women. [Not the diseased kind, mind you.] And, given the threat of torture, it seems I find myself in fond company.

[Saw that, Lucrezia. She speaks to Ezio, but motions to Lucrezia.]

This one is scary. There were a lot of threats while playing dress up. Tears, too. Oh, so many tears.

[ Lucrezia makes an amused noise, though she keeps her face straight but for a mischievous smirk. ]

Threats, yes, but I would not raise my hand against a woman. As for you, Ezio, I shall have you whipped when it pleases me.

[Ezio wasn't really expecting that, but when that line pops out of Lucrezia's mouth, he has to bite back a laugh, as well as fight the temptation to reply back with something completely lewd. As much as Ezio would love to get back at Rodrigo Borgia by sleeping with his daughter, he's not so sure he ever wants to use sex as a weapon nor drag Lucrezia into this. That and Steph would probably whip him herself –– in a not so pleasing manner.

So he just allows himself a smirk back.]

Well, if it would please the lady...

Where am I to be held captive?

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[Oh, god. Steph covers her face with her hands for a second, shoulders shaking with quiet laughter. These Renaissance people were going to kill her with the things they said, Lucrezia especially.

She drops her hands and clears her throat.]

We can go to my place. It's--[She moves to stand, but unfortunately her foot is on the back of her skirt so she doesn't get very far before losing her balance and falling back down into the seat with wide eyes.]

--downstairs.

[ Lucrezia thinks she is threatening to be cruel, not lewd. She hasn't yet learned the versatility of whips. And it is Stephanie's tripping on her own skirt that finally breaks her into laughter.

She stands up and offers her a hand before turning to Ezio, speaking theatrically. ]

Auditore, you will escort the lady Stephanie to her place.

[Ezio stands and moves to Stephanie, offering her a hand as well.]

That, I can certainly do.

[Embarrassing. She'll take both hands offered and stand with a little more care this time.]

Neither of you saw that. For the record.

I'm good, though. [She lets them go with a smile--she'll need her hands to pull up this mass of stuff when going down the stairs so she doesn't trip and break everything.] Let's go before Last Night wakes up.

[ Suppressed giggling as she steps toward the door ahead of the pair. ]

We also have the matter of a price of admission to discuss.

Last Night is still sleeping. I suspect you could jump on the bed and she would not stir.

[Because he tired her out. Awwww yeah.]

There is a cost of admission when kidnapped?

[Don't dwell on it don't dwell on it don't dwell on it]

Yes. There is. Because we say so.

[She follows after Lucrezia.]

[ She laughs. He reminds her of Juan or every cardinal ever. ]

As long as you invite me to your wedding, Auditore.

And yes, because we say so. [ That sounds like a good reason for everything. She keeps it in her pocket. ]

I'm surprised you would approve of her before you've even met her.

[No way in hell is he introducing them.]

What is the cost of admission, then?

[Steph's doing a good job of blocking out this part of the conversation.

At his question, though, she shrugs at Lucrezia.]

Do we tell him now or when we get there?