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"You know any avenues of recklessness in that town that fits that? Besides the orange chicken they got at Jade Bowl that's probably radioactive."

"My friend and I go to the junkyard sometimes to smash shit up. It's not entirely reckless considering it's a literal junkyard, but it's distracting. Or you could fuck someone in a public place where there's at least an eighty five percent chance you could get caught... could help you get over that person too."

To say he feels like a fool is an understatement as the moment Kate's immediate insult hurtles out, Benj feels his pride jabbed with something sharp and prickly. He tries to not look offended, even if he knows he wears it on his face.

"I'm not a fucking feral creature." Although, some might have disagreed with her.

"I mean, I think if you spend the whole day wallowing over your romantic state then you're giving other people way too much agency in how you live your life. Like, who the fuck cares if your ex is dating someone else? They're your ex for a reason, don't let them ruin your life for no reason."

Kate nodded her head in agreement and approval. She liked this woman, she talked a lot of sense. Fortunately, Kate was never considered a wallower, and she was able to move on from things rather quickly, or at least that's how it appeared exteriorly.

"Really, I think being single on Valentine's Day is the best position you could be in," Connor logics.

Kate thought she did have a point, she'd give her that. It was better than to be disappointed by the prospects of what a man had promised never really being fulfilled. She'd stupidly fallen for that twice in her lifetime, and she vowed never again. But she would admit, that sometimes she did get lonely, even if it was just for the comfort of another next time to her.

"I'm a very easy woman to please, especially when the end result is pissing off a parent. But keep talkin' and I'll add a hundred bucks to the bill." Amelia shot back, rolling her eyes at the mention of Wes, "Not sure what you're buying my brother for, but now make it pizza and mixed drinks since those aren't as cheap." There was still a smirk on her lips as she said it before she came over and crouched down in front of the dress, giving the material an experimental little tug, "This will cut and hem easily, so yeah. A slit like up to here?" She mused, ghosting her hand up and poking the side of Kate's thigh. "And black will be easy enough. Unless you wanted like a midnight blue or something? I think something dark would be best."

Kate only knew of the brief circumstances surrounding the Evans family from her conversations with Wes, but she knew better than to pry. Not that she'd turn down Amelia if she ever did want to talk about it, and it'd mostly be because of her interest in the subject, selfishly. "Well, it used to be to cover shifts before he became a family man, now he's sentenced me to the punishment of the rota." She snorts. "Jeez, are you a fashion designer or were you one in another life?" Although, she did like the ideas that she were giving. "I do like dark colours. It's weird I've not dyed my hair jet black yet, but it's on my list. What would you do about the neckline?"

"Straight's fine by me, no mixer needed."

Kate could respect his answer, and it admittedly impressed her. She goes to slide the glass, with straight rum, but is slightly taken aback from their shared contact as he reaches for it. It made an excitement course through her, while her mind ran through all the possibilities to come that having both of them in the same establishment could bring. It'd been a long time since there'd been some eye candy in Neptune.

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"I guess you just distract yourself. Do something so reckless that you're more worried about the risk or consequences, then you won't even think about that person."

Benj is stuck in a freeze, and his eyes narrow as though he says the wrong thing, or makes the wrong move, he might end up dipping himself in some hot water. Or somehow get himself dragged into whatever brand of trouble she is into. and because she finds stealing to be mild, he doesn't want to risk it.

"Ew." Kate crinkles her face, at the very thought of what he's suggesting that she's implying. "You're old." And she's adament by their very few seconds of interaction that he would be no fun in the bedroom, all vanilla and plain.

Amelia's grin turned feline, practically preening at the praise Kate doted onto her at her little idea. And sure, her mother would probably still be furious, but Kate was still following orders, even if she toed the line. Or fucked with the line altogether. "Make it even better if you plop on some pretty princess makeup that you know she's gonna want anyways. Make yourself look like a knockout." She mused as she came closer and casually plucked at the material of the dress. "Sure, I've got nothing else to do today and I have experience with dyeing, I used to do it with thrift finds all the time." She mused. "Food is on you though after. I'm thinkin' pizza and beer? Or some burgers would be good."

"Pretty princess?" It wasn't something Kate would ever associate herself with. However, there would be some appeal in going over the top with it, and making her mother quake in her overpriced boots. "You'd do this for a pizza and beer? Damn, you're easier to buy than your brother." She snorted. "But I guess I can manage that, as longas the results are of epic proportion. I want people to be talking about what a disgrace I am for years to come."