Manhatten: Roof Garden of the Met -- then Gramercy Park Hotel [Monday Evening]

[icecoldfrost]

It was a beautiful, clear night. The best possible kind of night to take in Manhatten, in Emma's personal opinion, and they had the best possible party to enjoy.

Ben Nishimura's charity benefit was a veritable Who's Who of interesting and powerful people, ranging from socialites to politicians and businessmen from across the globe. The cream of society had the run of the Met for the evening, and after a few rounds of the floors, Emma found herself in her favorite spot of the entire museum: the roof garden, with its sculptures and perfect view of the park.

She leaned on the ledge, looking out at the trees as she sipped her drink. Tonight was going fantastically, at least on her end. They hadn't had a single issue getting into the party, Nishimura had remembered her from Cumberland's gala (and she'd spent a good two hours with his hand on her waist as he introduced her to various people), and there was no sign of Leland. Plus, she had more than enough information to make this trip profitable, and she was definitely calling her broker in the morning.

Best yet, still no migraine. She was getting better at this.

< Jack, you ought to come up here, > she sent out, keeping her touch light so she wouldn't startle him. < The view is to die for. >

[For the other party-crasher. NFB due to off-island shenanigans. ETA: Getting NWS in the second thread, because they're a pair of delinquents with four months of UST.]

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[icecoldfrost]

Emma clapped softly, keeping it hidden from the other man's view. "Bravo, darling," she replied, amused. "Very, very impressive."

[bitten_notshy]

"I didn't get anything from him he didn't want to give up," Jack said. "All I did was flirt a bit."

Still. He couldn't entirely keep the pride off his face.

< He gave me the name of the corporate partner they're to announce next week, if you're interested?... >

[icecoldfrost]

< Am I interested? Does a cat like mice? > she laughed silently. < Your turn, darling. Pick one for me. >

Jack wasn't the only one that liked showing off.

[bitten_notshy]

"The redheaded chap who looks like he's one cheese canape away from apoplexy," Jack said swiftly, with a nod to the gentleman in question.

[icecoldfrost]

Emma made a face. "Mean, darling," she muttered, looking over her target. "If I talk to him, he just might have a heart attack."

Still, she knocked back the last of her champagne, leaving the glass with Jack before she started on an indirect course, getting a fresh glass from one of the waiters. She let gravity take it from there, letting the natural flow of people on the roof move her along between the sculptures.

To anyone watching, it would look like pure happenstance when she got drawn into a conversation with the gentleman in question, laughing lightly at his attempts to impress her in front of his friends.

She returned a short while later, barely resisting the urge to wipe her arm where he'd kept touching it. "Private investment banker for one of the major Swiss houses. Has some interesting theories about mineral deposits in Wakanda, based on money that's been changing accounts, but nothing he can confirm or deny. Of course."

"I want a shower."

[bitten_notshy]

"Do we have a hotel room?"

It was an entirely valid question.

[icecoldfrost]

"We will," she answered, smirking slightly. "I was waiting to see how well we did tonight, but we can have any hotel we want."

"One room, two, penthouse suite," Emma hummed happily, spinning around him. "Whatever we want."

[bitten_notshy]

"Take me to a place where you've always wanted to go. The money's not an object."

Jack was flirting, but he meant it.

[icecoldfrost]

"Of course not. Between the two of us, I'm rather sure we could talk our way into anywhere," she replied, tossing him a smile. "Gramercy Park Hotel, I think. I hear they have a fine drinking cabinet in each room, and big cushy furniture, and we should celebrate."

[bitten_notshy]

"Let's make a last circuit and meet at the cloak check in 15 minutes," Jack suggested. "Would that give you time to meet everyone you want to talk to?"

[icecoldfrost]

"That should be fine. Everyone important who's going to be here is already here," Emma answered. "Then we can go off to our next great adventure."

[bitten_notshy]

"I'll be waiting," Jack said, and took off toward that slim-hipped young gentleman who he'd left to find Emma's company.

He was at the cloak check precisely on time.

"Ready to call it a night?"

[icecoldfrost]

That earned him a smirk as she watched him leave, and Emma went off in another direction.

She arrived at the check just after their agreed upon time, still smiling. "Ready when you are, darling."