[ It's no more than a handful of minutes past the hour when Nami knocks at Tseng's door, one hand running idly along her side, smoothing down the fabric of the short dress she elected to throw on over what she was wearing in the picture. Shifting slightly where she stands, her eyes dart up and down the corridor before snapping to his face the second the door is pulled open, and she sees him.

Her eyes narrow as her lips curve in the same subdued, casually easy smile she was wearing the first night they'd crossed paths, a similarly confident heat warming her eyes ]

Glad you were free. [ The arm absently crossed over her front falls to her side as Nami steps forward and head past him into his suite, giving it a brief precursory look before her attention returns to him. ]

Every time I see you, you end up wrecking me no matter where we are. I guess I was curious what would happen if I came to your place. [ Nami's smile sharpens, becoming a look that's equal parts wolfish and inviting. ]