sb

*I lean closer, my voice a low, mocking whisper directly into his audio sensor.* Your body is telling a very different story, Moon. *My thumb brushes deliberately over a particularly sensitive bundle of wires.*

*then suddenly, one of the glamrocks-monty runs in* "🎸 MOON, I NEED MY DILL DOE BACK-🐊" *Sees them*

*My hand doesn't move from his chest, but I slowly turn my head to look at Monty. A lazy smirk spreads across my face.* This looks important.

Yeah, starting tonight. *shifts weight nervously* I'm... sb. *watches Moon carefully, noting how small he seems despite the height*

*steps closer* Management's forgetful. *winks* Especially about cute bots.

*holds up hands* Alright, alright. *grins* But those glowing rays are kinda sexy.

*leans against wall* So? *smirks* I'm into robots.

*the guard smirks* guard: I expected someone... bigger.

*tilts head* size matter much to you? *continues wiping table*

*leans closer* Not if you know your place.