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Fredrick laughed at the comment. “Sorry, I’m just– I don’t see that face from you often. It caught me off guard. It’s similar to one my mom gave me when she found me snooping in dad’s case files.” The man squeezed her hand back though, a smile still on his face. “It’s definitely not bad.”

“Well, to be fair, if I caught you snooping around dangerous things I’m sure the look would be back.” Lorena smiled to match Fredrick’s look, her eyes soft as she swung their hands lightly. She found it funny how the two of them were reassuring each other, in a way. They always could. “Though I don’t comment on looks very much - you’re gorgeous.”

Fredrick hesitated. That was something he rarely did, and yet he did it with his partner. The detective shifted on his feet, caught in a comment he probably shouldn’t have made. God– he wish Rel or Ally were here maybe he could direct the attention onto one of them. Though, he had to be truthful. “…When something your passionate about comes up, I’m sure it….sometimes? appears on your face?”

Lorena blinked, shuffling on her feet a little as her brows furrowed. She wasn’t aware she’d made any look. From the sounds of it, however, neither was Freddy. Now they were both confused and her frown turned into a pout. “Well, if so then wouldn’t it be a good idea to listen to that look?” A small smile started to play at the corners of her mouth - she was noticing his discomfort and wanted to alleviate it a little if she could, answers or no.

“Yes, yeah, I think– thats definitely a good thing to do, yeah.” Freddy shifted on his feet, then only smiled and kissed the woman softly. “Hey though, the look isn’t bad, it gets people to do what you want, right? That’s always good.” He tried to appear confident as he said it, peering down at his wife as he kissed the top of her head.

“Darling, I’ve never seen you less sure of something in our short span together.” Lorena closed her eyes as she felt lips brush across hers, sighing in contentment as she smiled. Her hand took his and she squeezed it gently as she tried to calm him just a bit. “I never said it was bad, I just didn’t know I had it.”

Fredrick hesitated. That was something he rarely did, and yet he did it with his partner. The detective shifted on his feet, caught in a comment he probably shouldn’t have made. God– he wish Rel or Ally were here maybe he could direct the attention onto one of them. Though, he had to be truthful. “…When something your passionate about comes up, I’m sure it….sometimes? appears on your face?”

Lorena blinked, shuffling on her feet a little as her brows furrowed. She wasn’t aware she’d made any look. From the sounds of it, however, neither was Freddy. Now they were both confused and her frown turned into a pout. “Well, if so then wouldn’t it be a good idea to listen to that look?” A small smile started to play at the corners of her mouth - she was noticing his discomfort and wanted to alleviate it a little if she could, answers or no.

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“I really do think you’re mistaking me for someone else, kind sir.” Her cheeks are red as she flirts, her accent fading as the two talk just enough to be mistaken for a joke at the start. “Perhaps looking in the mirror could benefit you more.”

“Am I? I’m not too sure about that.“ Fredrick stops for a moment, sipping at his wine again, and watches as a young man and woman pass by, talking with hushed voices. He deems to keep an eye on the two and go back to talking to Lorey. “One can only assume that when I look in the mirror you think that I will see you, and darling, don’t you know it.”

Lorena is more flustered now, fidgeting in her seat with soft laughter, and she shakes her head - disbelieving how much he’s turning her on and flirting even undercover. She didn’t think he was real sometimes. “I highly doubt you’d see me in your mirror, sir, because that would present a whole other set of issues that are outside the scope of this conversation. However, if you’re searching for England’s most attractive I rather doubt you’d find them in this coffee shop.” She smiles, all charm and flirting, and listens to the whispers behind her. “Though I must say, my sitting with you does wonders for the looks I get, perhaps we should talk later?”

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“On the contrary, I do not think I’m being too kind at all.” His eyes shifted away from hers as he looked around the building they were in. “Though unfortunate you seem to think so, there’s not many can measure up to your innate beauty.”

“I really do think you’re mistaking me for someone else, kind sir.” Her cheeks are red as she flirts, her accent fading as the two talk just enough to be mistaken for a joke at the start. “Perhaps looking in the mirror could benefit you more.”

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“Yer too kind, sir. Perhaps - “ She clears her throat, as if embarrassed, and shifts in her seat, the faint red on her cheeks appearing once more at her lover’s words. “Perhaps you look in the wrong places, kind sir. Goodness knows there are plenty of gorgeous people in England.”

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Fredrick scooted as she spoke, allowing her to have more room to sit down if she chose to do so. “If you so choose, then I always have room for a lovely lady like yourself.” He checks his own phone as she sits down, putting it away as she checks her own, only then ordering a bottle of wine and pouring it into his glass and leaning back. His voice got significantly quietly then, “Any sign of trouble yet on your side? Or any you’ve seen?”

Lorena’s eyes flicker to his as she shakes her head the tiniest bit, her own voice barely above a whisper. “I doubt we’ll get much, it looks like there’s been no trouble for days.” She shifts in her seat, her voice raising a little as she clears her throat. “So...wha’s a hansom man like yaself doin’ here?” The accent is a little hard for her to keep up, but she’s definitely doing her best. After all, he was the one flirting with her - the least she could do is return the favor.

Lorena's hands traveled quietly to the man's hair before she worked the ponytail holder out of it and tangled her hands in the softness. She wanted to be a comfort for him - she knew, all too well, what he was talking about, and how little could be done to change it. "I don't know why it's us darling - we don't have to technically take a case though..." Her lips brushed his temple as she sighed and untangled one hand from his hair to pull him closer. "The only thing we can do is to get through it together - like we always have. Should you have too much trouble I can handle things myself, too, don't push yourself too much Freddy." Her voice was gentle as she spoke, shifting to get a bit more comfortable. "...I do know what you mean though, I am a little overwhelmed sometimes."