bakerstreet | happily taken;

Well. Yeah, it is. Satisfied would be the better word. [he squeezes her hand as it slips into his, and he gives her a soft smile. Married people do that, too.]

Ah. I hope he was taken care of because I would have to rearrange his face for being a sleazeball. [oh hi protective instincts. Settle down, she took care of it. And the dude.]

And now I see why Eliot okayed this. You're a good bad guy. Like us.

[Well, maybe not exactly like them. More like Eliot, what with the tactics and 'distinctive haircut', but also a bit of Hardison thrown in with Jensen's particular skill set. And hey, if he liked rappelling down buildings, they might be on to something.]

Okay, so, Hawaiian pizzas are a go, but the real test is: what's your favorite cereal?

Well, by that you mean someone with ethics who can still kill a person and know how to get rid of the body?

[he half smiled]

Cocoa Krispies. I don't let myself have them often. Can't be a beefcake while eating sugary cereal all the time.

Ooh, how many bodies have you had to get rid of?

[Said a little lower than she might normally have asked it, leaning in a little closer as a couple moved to pass them going the opposite direction. Nothing to see here, folks. Just two married people out walking.]

Hah! That was a trick question! All cereals are the best cereals. But, I mean, I guess if you want to be some kind of cereal prejudiced type...

[Looking over at him, she gave his shoulder another prod.]

I dunno. I'm pretty limber and in decent shape and all I eat is junk food. I'm deceptively strong. I like to think sugar makes that happen.

[He slings an arm over Parker as she moves closer, a small chuckle at her question.]

Classified. And sweetheart, you're going to need more stamina than just sugar. Though I really want to know what you're like after a sugar binge.

There was this one Chocolate Festival that I'll never forget...

[She sounded almost wistful about that, remembering that all-day sugar binge... and the resulting day afterward of annoying the hell out of her team.]

[he looks alarmed, then shook his head.] So if I needed a distraction, I should feed you chocolate and set you loose, hmm? [he's teasing while still scoping out the neighborhood. And look at that dog. Never saw a blue poodle before.]

I wouldn't recommend it for having to prepare for a job. I get too jittery and you need steady hands for a lot of... Hey there, sugar buns! Nice buns!

[She reached over and gave Jake's ass a slap as the owner of said blue poodle walked by, changing the subject for a moment and slipping into that role they were playing, laughing up at him before cutting it off almost scarily quickly when they were far enough away.]

--security work. Nothing botches a plan like an unsteady laser.

[the noise that came from Jensen's throat was not the most dignified noise he's ever made when she slapped his ass, but he managed to keep it together until after they cleared the blue poodle. Fucking hell.]

Well, I meant in a situation where the jitter would be a good thing. And mmm. Lasers. I like lasers. Also. Sugar buns? Are you telling me you're feeling a bit peckish? Because if so, the pizza joint's just up the block a bit.

Great. I'm starving. You think they'll have any brownies? I love those little brownies.

[Parker could, when she wanted to, play the fawning, doting woman not to shabbily. That didn't stop her from noticing every person they passed, every car, every label of every security system on every window while they did. Mind like a steel vise, this one.]

Big fan of lasers, huh? Lemme guess, you like Space Wars too.

[Yes, she knew it was Star Wars, but like Hardison, she liked to jerk guys' legs about this. Certain types of nerdites were very sensitive about their space movies. He seemed the type.]

[Oh she was trying to start something, wasn't she?]

I'll make sure to get you a big plate of those brownies.

[he shrugged, and said mildly]

You mean Nebula Quest? I like my lasers on dinosaurs. Those are cool

[Was she?

...

Possibly. But when he quipped back, she made a mental note that this one was sharp. And maybe a little funny.]

Galactic Journeys. Don't distract me from brownies with laser-wielding dinosaurs. That's unfair. I thought lasers went with the sharks.

Sharks totally count as dinosaurs. Well them and birds. If they ever strap lasers to the emus and cassowaries in Australia, it's going to be mayhem.

[he's impressed by you, Parker.] And hey, the more I distract you from brownies, the more I can eat. Mmm. Chocolate. [the way he says it might make anyone overhearing them blush and scoot away from the man practically lusting over food.]

[She gives him a gasp of shock, then reaches over to punch-- solid muscle.]

Pretend that hurt. You want the brownies? You're going to have to figure out where I hide them.

I'm a very good hider.

[And with the pizza joint up ahead of them, she was slipping out from under his arm to power walk more quickly over to it. If she had anything to say about it, both pizzas and all the brownies would be hers.]

[there's only a bit of him that isn't muscled, okay. and hey! come back here! He takes a few steps to catch up to his errant 'wife'. Side benny of long legs.]

Oh! So it's hide and seek, eh? I love hide and seek. [he wants to know where she would put two pizzas and a plate of brownies. She's small compared to him.]

It will be when we get home, Darling.

[She turned to flutter her lashes at him over her shoulder before darting into the door, opened by a customer leaving who gave her a look of surprise.]

Sorry. I'm starving. We worked up quite an appetite with all that moving in sex. Excuse me.

[She slipped past the stunned woman, then skipped over to the counter to start placing their order.]

[that got a blush and an apology from Jake to the departing customer. Oi. She's overselling this. He moved up and slid a card next to Parker. Completely legit card courtesy of that little bit of cash he liberated from Max a while back, and well hidden from anyone snooping.]

You left your wallet at home, dear. Use my card. [he smiled at the clerk with a shrug. What can you do with a hungry wife? and rested a hand on the small of Parker's back.] No filter when she's hungry.

[The clerk gave them both a look, one that spoke of having heard worse in his day, but took the card and rang it through, Parker already having barked off the order.]

That's me, the forgetful little wife. I'd forget my panties if they weren't already on.

[She bumped Jensen with her hip, then moved to go sit at one of the tables, sliding into the small booth and smiling over at him, patting the table.]

[Well, she's already not wearing a bra, so. Jensen picked up the card and slipped it back in his wallet, then back in his pocket before following his wife to the booth. And now he is really distracted by Parker without panties. Jesus.

He slid in across from her and leaned over the table, speaking in a low voice.]

Overselling. Dial it back a notch. We gotta blend and now we're the sex crazed couple who buys a lot of pizza.

I thought newlyweds were like that. All gropey gropey sex-crazed. They are on TV, anyway. But, if you want to talk business, which house do you think our target's in. I already know, but I'm curious if you picked up on it.

[She braced her arms on the table, half leaning on them as she made sure they were close enough no one could overhear.]

They tend to not be seen in public if they're newlyweds. Usually wearing each other out in bed. [he sighs.] Across the street. Unless it's a trick question like the cereals.

Why do you think it's that one?

[Habit, really. She was used to going over the whys and the hows with her little gang, and having someone to hash over the logistics was... fun. Besides, he scrunched his nose when he looked at her with that unsure look in a way that she didn't exactly mind.]

Could be grandma next door, but she doesn't even have Internet. Zero digital signals from her house. Besides her cable box. Probably from her soaps. On the other side they have kids. School age but not too old. Prime talkers at that point. They'll see everything. They might run something else but it isn't what we're looking for. Probably some sex site the way the woman of the house looked at me. Directly across from us? Dude's sketch as hell. Blacked out windows on his SUV, guy about as big as me walking in front of the windows, and my little toy is pinging so hard on all the signals flowing into that house. Unless he's got both houses on his side locked down for his own use.

[he takes a deep breath and blinks, those long eyelashes brushing the lens of his glasses.]

Ooh, hubby's got some skills. Not bad. And here I was going off their security system. Everything in this neighborhood is low to mid range, but that place... couple zero's higher than this area's pay grade. That alone says it's at least worth a look at. Just in case they have anything... fun.

[Parker looked entirely too happy, and maybe a little something else, at the idea of breaking in just to look around.]

I pay attention to a lot. [he smiles at the compliment] Though next door might need a bit of looking over too. I'm all for making a buck, but not that sleazy. So the wife is getting curious. When you wanna pay them a visit? I just gotta get some bugs together first.

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