get up and move on

"Or my shkills and talentsh from over all the yearsh are jusht paying off." She smirked lazily. Katherine straightened her back for a moment, trying to clear her head of a bit of the fuzziness. "That’sh a bit early." She grumbled, but shrugged. "But ash long ash I get out of town, you won’t hear me complaining… Much."

"Talents? Oh, so ya mean... talkin' too much and findin' trouble? Mmm, that could be it too, yeah." He teased before finishing the contents of his glass and setting it down. "You'll live, princess." 

"Very true, though you’re not very good at it." She pointed out, teasing him. "Alright, ash long ash you’re shure there’s no rush, then fine. We can shtay and enjoy our drinksh." Katherine licked her lips. "But how early ish early?"

He scoffed, grinning lightly. "Well you're obviously still alive, so I must be doin' somethin' right, yeah?" Zeke chuckled a bit at her slurring. Drunk Katherine never ceased to amuse him. "Well, I figure we can leave early on in the mornin'-- before eight am, if it's possible."

"Brooding in your chair is not going to fix whatever it is that’s making you do it in the first place."

"Henry, I'm not tryin' to be rude or anythin' but from what I've seen of ya lately, you're a somber, broody, ungrateful little fellow who has not taken kindly to being what ya now are." Zeke said, not even bothering to look at him. "Now, given the fact that ya could probably take your own advice in this situation-- which in your case it'ld be slightly altered-- I think it's perfectly peachy that I can just... brood, as you sweetly put it. Just for a little bit. Yeah?"

She pursed her lips and frowned. “Fine, fine. S’all gooood to me. Just so long as you’re keepin’ me safe.” She slurred, the alcohol finally hitting her. “Well if you promiss then ‘m shure i’s gonna be fine.” Katherine nodded her head. “Of course. Sounds like you’re in a russh.” She smirked lazily at him. “Now to celebrate this momentshuss occassion, you should join me in a drink.”

"Of course I'll keep ya safe. It's my job, after all." he said before shaking his head and pouring himself a drink. "Not in a rush. But ya know, ya want to get out of town, and I just love road trips." he joked. 

Katherine grinned and poured herself a shot before raising a brow at him. “Of course I’m going. Anything to get out of this place. Though, quick question. This business, it sounds important, but it can’t be that important or else you wouldn’t want me to come along.” She narrowed her eyes. “As much as I’d like to say I trust you, Zekey, I’m just not entirely sure of your motives.” She shrugged. “But like I said, anything to get me out of this place is fine with me.”

Ezekiel rolled his eyes when she poured herself another shot before taking the bottle of alcohol away and setting it out of her reach. "It's important enough for me to go. Not so important that I can't take someone with me." He paused. "My motives aren't against you, I promise." He made a motion of crossing his heart. "Good. Can you be ready to go by tomorrow morning at the latest?" 

"Well if you weren’t boring this wouldn’t be so sad." She pointed out before taking another shot. "Hm. I’m not sure. You’re the one that knows this town. I just… follow you. But not back to your place again"

Zeke chuckled before sighing and going silent for a moment. "How about a road trip? Just for a few days." He asked, looking over at her and lifting a brow. 

Katherine sighed exasperatedly. “You’re so boring sometimes. You know what you’re good at? Cooking. You know what else you’re good at? Being boring. Come on! It’s a good night, let’s just have fun for one.”

"Poor Katherine. Stuck with borin' old me." Zeke fake pouted before sighing. "Fine, what do you want to do? Something safe, I hope."

"Well that wasn’t very nice, Zekey. If you’re that grumpy I’ll just leave you to your thoughts and go elsewhere. You know I could always go to another one of those parties. The last one wasn’t sooo bad.”

"Nah. Now ya see, actually sittin' ya down and puttin' duct tape over your mouth would be not very nice. I haven't done it, but keep threatenin' to get into trouble. Don't think I won't do it." 

She pouted. “Your face is definitely long. Aw why not? I like the way it sounds. Zekey. Zeeekey. Has a nice ring to it.”

"And at the moment duct tape over your pretty little mouth has a very nice ring to it, but you don't see me doing that, now do you?"