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[At first the only visible are his teeth, lips drawn back in a grimace as Nathan tries to concentrate. There's a string of mozzarella stuck there. But, hey. Be fair. He was eating.

Getting the idea he's recording, Nathan holds the camera further away from him. Hey there, City. Did you miss this face? Tough luck if you didn't. You're getting it anyway. The top part of his tux is also visible. He certainly looks like he's doing better for himself than the last time he was here. Irritated, Nathan pulls a face at the camera, picking the mozzarella out of his teeth.]

Seriously? This couldn't have waited a few hours? I'm a busy man. I'm supposed to be shooting myself in... [He looks down at his watchless wrist with a squint.] Less than five. And I really can't risk taking any time where I might talk myself out of it. Those TV guys are already pissed off with me. Yeah, there's that whole memory wipe thing, but suicide takes a very specific mindset. I've been working myself up to this all day! And yesterday. Sort of.

[Disgruntled sigh.] There's no way I'm getting laid if I don't go through with this. [He looks at the camera, pleadingly.] Do you really want to take that away from me?

[ooc; Nathan is back and updated to the start of the Christmas special! Only... now he's cursed with A Road Not Taken for the weekend and his memories are of the AU fame timeline in 2x06. He'll remember this event when he's back to normal, but his memories of the timeline itself will be fuzzy.]

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[The video isn't even over for five seconds when there is a blur of white and Nathan is full-body slammed by a very excited angel. Miss her? :-D]

[Sadly, that is actually enough to knock Nathan over. This is what happens when you don't give people warning before you attack them. You're lucky he likes you, Dulcie.]

Well, it's nice to see someone misses me. [Because five seconds is obviously enough time to make an accurate judgement of that.]

[A pretty damn accurate assessment, too, considering she is now seeing how much of the inside of your mouth she still has to discover. Once she's sure he's been suitably snogged she pulls back.]

Hi.

[Probably not a lot by the time she's finished. And she's probably got more of Nathan's drool than she ever needed in her mouth, too.]

Does this mean I'm getting laid, after all?

[There is a happy little wriggle that pretty strongly implies 'yes'. She also pulls back far enough to take a look at what he's wearing.]

What the hell happened to you? You're all fancy.

Huh? [Dulcie, you can't wriggle like that then expect him to be able to answer questions. :|]

Oh, yeah! I'm on TV now. I thought the tux would be kind of cool.

[She leans back down and starts working kisses up his neck and under his jaw.]

What, did you win X Factor or something?

[He's just going to chill and let her work her magic for the mean time.]

X Factor? Sure. Would you like me to sing something to you?

Go for it!

[Public place or not, Dulcie starts yanking at the hem of his shirt as he talks.]

[Well, okay. He kind of hesitates for a moment, groping while he thinks about song choice, because he can totally multi-task. Then he starts in with a mostly tuneless, mostly wordless rendition of You Shook Me All Night Long. Which he gets bored of within about ten seconds and trails off.]

You know, I kind of forget the rest of it.

I can where the judges were coming from there, cowboy.

[Return to the kissing if just to shut him up. :-D]

[He's about to make a comeback, but apparently she doesn't want talking right now. And who is he to turn his favourite angel away?]

You know... if we fly, we could probably be back at my place in five.

Five minutes? But that's ages!

[Of course, they'd probably be arrested within five minutes if they carry on like this near the fountain. But a little thing like that's not going to stop him whining.]

Have a better idea?

[Well. Not really. He looks around, then pulls a face.]

I guess flying would be okay.

[I hope you are holding on tight, because she is taking that as a cue to take off.]

[Well, he is now. And pretending that rather unmanly shout never happened.]

[A few more minutes of undignified scrambling and very laboured flapping, and they land on the roof of Dulcie's building. She keeps her arms wrapped around his middle as she looks up (very up) at his face.]

Held up okay there, cowboy?

[Nathan stares straight ahead, blinking, looking a lot like he could piss himself there and then. Flying is nowhere near as fun as it sounds.]

Yeah. Fine.

[She wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him down for another kiss. This one is slower and sweeter than her original frenzied snogging. She she's done she pulls back, and looks up at him, almost shyly.]

I missed you.

[Nathan looks pleased, then a little uncertain. After a moment he shrugs, grinning lopsidedly.]

Too bad I can't say the same. I didn't even remember you. [He's really not good at this.]

[That earns him a smack.]

Oi. That's not a very smart thing to say to the woman who about to make sure you get laid tonight.

[She's still laughing, though. You are very, very lucky that she enjoys your dickery, Nathan.]

Ow! [Of course, Nathan's a baby and is going to cling where she smacked him like it's some kind of mortal wound.]

It's not my fault. Would you rather I lie to you?