7-107: Illuminator – Mallory’s Cabin
There are two kinds of techs:
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He can see from here that Mallory’s laptop is a high-end one.
She pulls some ice and a stubby bottle from the refrigerator and pours them each a double shot of something clear with ice cubes in it.
“It’s good for dancing…”
She crosses the room and hands him his glass, her hand lingering briefly across his fingers as she does so.
“Come sit?”
She gestures to the couch.
Oliver is the first kind. But point taken.
“Does help to get in the mood.”
He takes the glass and allows the touch to linger.
He goes to sit with her. He sits relaxed and keeps his body posture open.
If the vibe is quiet for at least a little bit to be uncomfortable, Oliver will refer back to Mallory’s stories and ask her to expand on a certain aspect.