tampered | Log; Ongoing

Log; Ongoing

When; Wednesday evening
Rating; PG
Characters; Tony Stark {

idmakeitaweek} and Reinette {

fireplacegirl}
Summary; Tony asks Reinette to meet him at Lux for drinks and conversation, and she accepts.
Log;

Reinette slipped quietly out of the TARDIS. She hadn't seen the Doctor in a few hours, and assumed he was in one of the TARDIS's many rooms, still reeling from the arrival of the other Doctor. Best not to disturb him.

She removed the network device from her pocket and, after a few moments of fiddling with it, pulled up a map of the City. Nearly a month there, and she still had trouble finding her way about. The path to the library was one she could probably walk in her sleep, but the way to Lux was one she was unfamiliar with, having been only once before.

With some difficulty, Reinette found the bar, though at nearly fifteen minutes past the half hour they had agreed upon. She waded through the crowd inside the bar, searching for the face from the network. He wasn't hard to find; there were mostly women sitting at the bar tonight.

She put a light hand on his shoulder, offering up a smile. "Mr. Stark?"

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"For all the negativity I throw at technology, there are aspects of it that I shall miss when I return home. How convenient life becomes. I shall not enjoy a return to cold bathwater," she says with a laugh.

She admires how light he is on his feet. "You praise my skill in dance but neglect to praise your own. Where did you learn to dance so well."

"And you haven't even experienced a steam shower yet," Tony teases her.

"It turns out with money and power there's a necessity for charity balls, parties and other things that require dancing. It's a skill I picked up along the way."

"What, may I ask, is a steam shower? If it is more wonderful than proper showers, then perhaps you should not tell me, for then I shall never wish to return home," she jokes."

"It matters to me not so much where you learned to dance, but that you enjoy it. I have known many a man at court who, even with a beautiful woman drawn close to him," she says, pulling him a bit closer for emphasis, "still cannot bring himself to enjoy a dance."

"You will never want to take a proper shower again," Tony assures her with a laugh. "It's a shower but it also fills the shower room with steam."

Just for flare he whirls her around again, not missing that she pulled him closer. "I enjoy dancing almost as much as I enjoy beautiful women."

"And how, pray tell, does all that steam improve upon the experience?"she asked "I would think it would seem a bit suffocating, to be honest."

Reinette thoroughly enjoys the turns he takes her through, unconventional of the waltz she's used to. "If only we had more men like you in Versailles," she laments with a smile and a shake of her head. "I should never be paired with a stiff, wooden partner ever again."

"It's very...relaxing," He decides. "Like everything else great you have to experience it. Sort of like me," he jokes with her.

"Mmmmhm, I think one of me is enough for any world but as soon as I figure out time travel I'll be happy to visit."

"Then before I leave the City, I shall make it my goal to do so. I speak of experiencing the shower, of course," she clarifies with a smile.

"All your knowledge and you have not yet figured out time travel?" she asks, feigning shock. Then, with a laugh: "Believe it or not, I know someone who might be able to assist you with that."

"Of course," Tony chuckles and twirls her again.

"It's messy and theoretical and I'd need a burst of power beyond anything I've experimented with not to mention it would have to be portable," he says. He's thought a bit about this simply because he gets bored and he thinks of things he could build theoretically. He quirks an eyebrow at Reinette's revelation. "Really?"

Reinette can't help but laugh at the "portable" requirement. The Doctor somehow managed to make rooms upon rooms, including a library and a swimming pool, rather portable. "There is a man here, two men, actually," she explains, remembering the arrival of the other Doctor, "for whom time travel is a reality. Ah, but," she says, with a shake of her head, "I cannot give all of their secrets away."

"I like a woman who can keep secrets," Tony waggles his eyebrows at her. "However, I would be interested in meeting these men. Are they from your time? Or is that even applicable?"

"Being a member of the royal court, I have long since learned the importance of keeping secrets," she explains. "As for these men, they are neither of my time or my world. However, I met one of them, though in a sense, both of them, long before coming here." There's a riddle for you, Tony.

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She's certainly intrigued him. "So they used time travel to get to you," he riddles out. "And...the second part I have't figured out yet. Give me some time."

"Only one of them used time travel to come to me, though he did so by accident. The other I knew long before he arrived here, though I only met him after his arrival. It is all terribly convoluted, and if you figure it out, then I shall have to award you a prize," she promises him. Though what sort of prize, she hasn't quite yet decided.

"We should discuss this prize more. I do well with motivation," Tony jokes with her, whirling her in a circle again.

"Perhaps you should choose the prize," she says with a smile, "for I know not what to give a man who has everything."

"A week of evenings with you. Spaced out however I like?" Tony suggests. To be fair, it's something he intends on asking for regardless of whether he figures out the riddle or not. He doesn't think Reinette would mind having dinner with him and he knows he would enjoy more time spent with her.

"And I hardly have everything here."

The music ends and Tony dips Reinette a bit, holding her securely before he pulls her back up. "More wine? Or more dancing?"

"If you are able to solve the mystery, then the least I can do is give you seven evenings worth of my time." In truth she'd expected, and somewhat hoped, that that would be the nature of her request.

She pulls away slightly, slipping her arm in his. "If the hour is not too late, then perhaps there is time for both. Or at least for the former. I do not wish to tire you of my company on the first day."

He's always pleased not to disappoint. "And if I don't?" he asks, curious of her answer.

"I think we can manage both. Late isn't something I'm concerned with. It's the early part of the day that I try to avoid."

He leads her back to the table and pours another glass of wine for her and orders a fresh scotch for himself.

She takes her seat and sips at her wine for a moment, considering his question.

"If you are unable to solve this conundrum, then you are in my debt in the amount of a week of evenings with you, spaced out however I like. I hope you do not find that too harsh."

Tony tilts his head back and laughs at this. "You drive a hard bargain but I'd hate to welch on a deal. I agree to your terms."

"Shall we agree also to a time limit? To keep things interesting and put you under some manner of pressure." She smiles, quite excited over the prospect of their game.

"A deadline is it?" Tony chuckles. "Alright but I get to meet these men to help me solve this mystery. What sort of time limit do you think is fair? I'll have to trust your judgment."

"Why should I allow you to meet them?" she scoffs. "That would surely give the game away, if you are allowed to ask them questions. And I should think two weeks is fair."

"If the terms were anything other than what they are, I'd think you wanted me to lose," Tony chuckles and takes a sip of his drink. "Two weeks it is then even if you won't allow me to meet them."

Reinette places a hand over her heart, mouth agape in mock offense. "I cannot believe you would imply such a thing. Why should I wish you to lose? What if I were to allow you to ask me questions? Yes or no only, of course, but at least you would have more to work with."

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