#phang

Hangman, slightly more energized than his lazy mood before the interruption, returns his head to Phoenix's lap, but starts making a game of trying to distract her with small and plausibly deniable touches. Bumping his nose against her stomach. Placing an arm beneath his head and sliding his thumb along the inside of her thigh. A fake yawn that he uses as cover to brush his other arm again her breast.

A pointed look from her tells him she knows exactly what he's doing. The slight tremor of laughter she feels tells her that he knows she knows.

Hangman pulls out his phone. Phoenix assumes it's to see if anyone has started asking him about veracity of the photo, until her own phone buzzes.

If you're going to go to dinner with Bob, the least you could do is let me have some alone time with you now

Phoenix looks down at him. He smiles invitingly.

I'm not kicking Bob out. That would be incredibly rude. And obvious

Phoenix feels him laugh again as he reads her response.

He knows I'm your boyfriend I think we can safely assume that he knows I sometimes want to get you naked

Phoenix is debating with herself whether to reply Only sometimes? to that, which she can almost guarantee will result in Hangman taking matters into his own hands and kicking Bob out himself, when Hangman's phone rings.

The way he answers tells her it's Coyote, who won't be calling to ask about the picture (assuming it's reached him) because he already knows about them. After a minute, Hangman says, "Yeah, that sounds good," and a beat later, "No, she's taking the other boyfriend to dinner."

Phoenix elbows him again, though more lightly this time, and Bob snorts.