Otto bristles at Eva's refutation, annoyed by her constant insistence on arguing. He lets the annoyance pass as he looks away from her, rolling his eyes towards the table for brief moments.
Otto waves his assistant off, her leaving at once without a word in response to how Eva remarked for her dress.
He watches her leave, taking cue from the door closing to immediately start to speak again "Honestly Eva, your behavior is frankly awkward at times. Its a little hard to read you, even for me. So please forgive me for mistaking your advances as a way to secure help out of me. You know speaking of help..." Otto pulls from an inner coat pocket, a new cheque much like the first he gave to Eva. Embossed and flecked with gold and one heavy paper. He pulls a fountain pen from his coat as well, unscrewing the cap as he scratches a signature across it. The line to indicate the amount of gil was and will be left blank.
Otto hands it to Eva "Here. Why don't you take this and fill out however much you want. Keep in mind you won't be pulling a hundred million or anything, no bank lets a simple cheque pull that much, but I wonder how much you will take."
He smiles as he sits back in his chair to watch her reaction. "Oh, if I were you I wouldn't concern too much over the drugs. They aren't something to be played with, and no there isn't any doctor that would ever prescribe it. It is...illicit in nature. However, I am one to concern myself with how I can secure more affection from you." Otto looks to Eva from the corner of his eyes "I like to think I enjoyed it, what little was offered."
Otto waves his assistant off, her leaving at once without a word in response to how Eva remarked for her dress.
He watches her leave, taking cue from the door closing to immediately start to speak again "Honestly Eva, your behavior is frankly awkward at times. Its a little hard to read you, even for me. So please forgive me for mistaking your advances as a way to secure help out of me. You know speaking of help..." Otto pulls from an inner coat pocket, a new cheque much like the first he gave to Eva. Embossed and flecked with gold and one heavy paper. He pulls a fountain pen from his coat as well, unscrewing the cap as he scratches a signature across it. The line to indicate the amount of gil was and will be left blank.
Otto hands it to Eva "Here. Why don't you take this and fill out however much you want. Keep in mind you won't be pulling a hundred million or anything, no bank lets a simple cheque pull that much, but I wonder how much you will take."
He smiles as he sits back in his chair to watch her reaction. "Oh, if I were you I wouldn't concern too much over the drugs. They aren't something to be played with, and no there isn't any doctor that would ever prescribe it. It is...illicit in nature. However, I am one to concern myself with how I can secure more affection from you." Otto looks to Eva from the corner of his eyes "I like to think I enjoyed it, what little was offered."
