It’s working out day!!!
Working out? Keep moving like that and I’m gonna have to give you a good work out.
"I sometimes miss my dancing days…"
"I knew those were dancing hips when I first saw them."
An hour later, Kurt was walking up and down his apartment, getting everything ready for the inminent arrival of the man. He didn’t know if he could be a potential client or not, but he wouldn’t press the matter if the other man didn’t want to. He put a bottle of tred wine to chill in the fridge, and put together a tray of assorted chesses and crackers for them to nibble. He had already taken a shower and tried to look as presentable as he could, wearing a pair of red skinny jeans and a white shirt, witha blue and red short scarf around his neck. He then sat on his couch, and waited for Ehavon to arrive.
For the Time Lord, the trip was instantaneous, as he was already in the area and the TARDIS only needed to leap forward an hour. Grinning to himself, he parks the ship at the side of Kurt’s place and then grabs his hat from the rack as he heads out the double doors. Leaving the ship invisible for now, he walks around to the front of the young man’s house and knocks on the front door, adjusting his fedora.
And I would love to have you as company. [inserts address]. Meet you in about an hour?
[Ehavon smirks and immediately enters the coordinates into the TARDIS.] Great! Then I’ll see you in exactly an hour, love.
What I would like is for us to meet in person so you can regail me with your fantastic stories.
I can be at your doorstep whenever you want, babe. I’m never late, just tell me where you are.
A pleasure indeed. So, you’re saying you can be an open book, hmm? I like an honest man. Who speaks what’s in his mind.
Oh yes, a very honest man, when I want to be. And I have loads I could tell you, some you might not believe at first. Anything else you’d like to know?
Oooh, I like it, sounds mysterious.
Mysterious? Me? Nah, I don’t think so. I’ll tell you anything you wanna know.
Mm, pleasure to meet you, Kurt.