If looks could kill, Aeryn Sun would have shortly been coming after Callisto with a loaded weapon. "No, I'm the one in charge of this little project."
Callisto started hanging up another poster, pushing in the thumbtacks with excessive force. "As far as models go so far we have Angelus, Bel, Beka, Faith, Jonathan, Kawalsky, Pheobe, Professor Cregg, Rory and myself. I'd have asked you, but I didn't have the time to be dead after Aeryn found out."
Callisto chuckles tiredly and leans back against the wall. "John, show me the woman who doesn't get the least bit possessive when another woman asks her boyfriend to dress up in leather, and I will drop dead from shock, because she doesn't exist.
"I didn't say she wouldn't get posessive but she wouldn't kill you. Besides, she's the one who wanted me in leather in the first place. It's really her fault."
John nods. "I think so. It's the whole 'I will punch your head off' persona you guys both carry."
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Callisto started hanging up another poster, pushing in the thumbtacks with excessive force. "As far as models go so far we have Angelus, Bel, Beka, Faith, Jonathan, Kawalsky, Pheobe, Professor Cregg, Rory and myself. I'd have asked you, but I didn't have the time to be dead after Aeryn found out."
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John smiles. "I think the only way she'd have killed you was if I was naked or something on stage. Besides, she likes you Callisto."
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"Aeryn likes me?"
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John nods. "I think so. It's the whole 'I will punch your head off' persona you guys both carry."