londonsfosterage said:“ you look like a real gentleman tonight. “
“Really?” His heart was hammering hard in his chest at the aspect of what they were hoping to accomplish tonight. “So, all I have to do is get into the party, look like I belong there,” a heavy (and shaky) exhale, “and get the book Cosima needs. Then I get out of there.”
--- For once, this wasn’t Sarah’s heist to organize, the brunette sitting back in her chair, watching Scott fret. “Yeah, just that.” She nodded, as if it were simple. Or it would be, maybe, for someone with a little more...suave. Scott looked like hie was already sweating. “Don’t worry, no one will be looking for ya.”

















