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I understand a whole lot better when you talk to me about this stuff!

*Which is exactly what he's avoiding, the hypocrite. He just manages a dry laugh* It's not about anything. You'd rather a long and prosperous business partnership with Apollo than... than anyone else. That's fine. S'your life.

It's not about a business partnership or anything like that. It's... me wanting something more than constant work. This isn't meant to be long and prosperous- it's a club that may never get off the ground and it's not the only thing I'll do with my time

Who else would want a business partnership with me? I don't even want to think of it like that! I didn't see you coming up with any bright ideas.

You're right.. Okay, I'm sorry, you need to do what you need to do.

*Her next statement makes him reel. It's not anger, it's... it comes out coldly however. An attempt to cover the stab of pain*

No. I didn't did I? This s'what happens when a guy makes assumptions. Well don't worry. I won't be doing that again.

Assumptions?

What did you assume? I'd stick around and work with you on YOUR terms? This isn't five hundred years ago. I won't stick around and wait for someone to say they want to start up a business with me.

Phoenix, you're... my best friend and I adore you, but don't assume anything about me.

I couldn't ask.

*The words stumble out and are little more than a whisper*

Why? Phoenix... damnit.

I would have said yes

Janie...

Janie please. *Phoenix just reaches toward her, to hold her*

*after a brief hesitation, she wraps her arms around him silently.*

*He can't bring himself to say anything yet, simply holds her a while, stroking her hair*

I can't lose you again. *she says it very quietly, making no move to get away from her friend*

Not gonna happen. *He rests his head on hers, the relief that comes with her words flooding through him*

I'm sorry. Truly sorry. I hoped we'd fly together, hoped we'd.. you know, do stuff. Should've asked. Couldn't. *The last word is a little choked*

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You're. *she doesn't finish that phrase*

We can, I've got more time than anyone. It's- We'll do stuff, I promise you.

..A prize twat. *He finishes it for her, with a wry grin. It feels safer to put himself down than pursue her meaning*

I just want you to enjoy whatever you end up doing, even if it's more than one thing. *Phoenix's voice sounds lighter, and he's smiling* You deserve a little luxury, plenty of fun. Think that's pretty much owed to you. It'll be good. The nightclub.

You're not that bad...

The nightclub will be a good place for dancing. Drinks for you are on the house... but it's not all I want. That'll be for fun.

*He just grins, and kisses her forehead in reply, letting her go at last*

Well they'd better be. ... Need a bouncer?

*she smiles at him*

I'm sure we do. If not, I'll make you one anyway.

*Phoenix momentarily wonders if he gets to wipe the length of the bar - with Apollo's face...*

I'll be the model employee.

You. A model employee. *she grins, teasing him*

Yes boss. *He's kinda delighted by the teasing. Glad to have things back on an even keel*

See? S'easy. I'll make you proud.