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We'll see. [If anything, their reassurance is only making him more wary.]

If it helps, we're not off to the gallows.

Hardly, we are retracing the steps back. To court, of sorts.

[Just gives the two of them a look,continuing along in silent protest.]

[She leans in to Lucrezia, whispering! But of course it's loud enough for Tim to hear.]

He's usually more fun than this.

[ She giggles, leaning back in. ]

It must be too much serious reading!

Or it could be that most people aren't as much fun when they're being conspired against. [Smirks.]

I don't know what you're talking about. You're being led off by two cute girls. Most people would be flattered.

Cutest. [ She smirks his way. ] And we are not conspiring against you as much as for you.

Oh, that's what's happening? Then I guess I'm the luckiest guy in the entire castle. [Eyes the stairwell suspiciously as they approach it.]

You sound so thrilled. [Up they go!]

[ She speaks to Steph instead. ]

How about we let him guess what surprise we have in store? Would that earn us more enthusiasm?

[Admittedly, most guys would be psyched in this situation. Two attractive women leading one guy towards their rooms could lead to some exciting possibilities.

Except the two women in question are a) his ex who had an extremely complicated history with and b)Lucrezia Borgias. Most guys would be terrified to be within 10 feet of her.]

It doesn't involve manicures and pedicures, does it?

Nah. That's a part of sacred Girl Time. Guess again! [She smiles over at him. It's not too hard to guess, if he remembers their previous conversation.]

[ Most guys who have read certain history books and not others, perhaps, but maybe they are not the only ones. ]

That was close. We are generously sharing you a glimpse of this sacred Girl Time.

[If they were related to her, they'd be more than a-okay in her room.

WISELY KEEPS THOSE THOUGHTS TO HIMSELF.]

Are you sure you want me invading something so sacred?

[Give him a little longer and it will dawn on him, his mind is still tangled up in scientific theories.]

Don't worry. Lucrezia and I have discussed this thoroughly and we're comfortable with our decision. Right?

[ Unless your name is Juan Borgia, then you would die every two weeks. ]

I had my reservations. [ Amused glance at Tim. ] But we are agreed, yes.

[As they approach Lucrezia's room, Tim begins to slow down. A thought nags away at his brain, trying to get him to think back to the other night with Steph.

It isn't until he's a few feet away from the room that he finally realizes what they are plotting.]

Steph, please tell me you didn't pull me away from my research to play dress up?

[She's smiling from ear to ear. Good job, detective.]

I don't want to lie to you, Tim.

[ There's no point lying by this point. Lucrezia opens her door, unlocked, with a chuckle. ]

Welcome to la casa de Borgia.

[Tim is about ready to make his great escape until he catches a glimpse of Lucrezia's room. How many people have the opportunity to see an authentic renaissance era room, furnished for someone who iss from nobility?

Maybe a quick peek won't hurt. He can always make his great escape after he's looked around and made some mental notes.]

Just remember I didn't make any promises about dressing up.

Oh, I'll remember... [She looks over at Lucrezia, briefly, with a smirk. There may be a camera hidden under a pillow somewhere for easy access.

Don't mind her as she closes the door behind them. NO ESCAPE.]

[ The walls are covered with fabrics of dark colors as she prefers them, for reducing ehem noises. Tables and chairs are set against the wall; a wine flask and glasses on one, a vase of fresh lilies on the other and jewels and trinkets strewn about otherwise. Various books here and there from when Cesare came over. Tidiness is an unnecessary trait when one has others to clean after you.

Her bed is larger than most, with a canopy and drapes and a wooden platform around it wide enough for most to sit comfortably. There are boxes of all sizes placed by it now, filled with all sorts of men's clothes.

Lucrezia moves to fetch the wine first, of course, pouring out three glasses with the least in the one for Steph. ]

Remember to lock it and swallow the key, Stephanie.

[EYES THE DOOR. Trapped like a rat on a sinking ship, for now.

Shifts his attention over to the wine.]

I don't suppose you have any Pepsi or Mt.Dew?

[Tim will work with the League of Shadows to find Bruce, but underage drinking...nope!]