Playing it cool isn't usually his strong suit, but it's necessary here, and, besides, it'll make the unlucky man next to Steve over there more pissed off than ever. He's already furious, and it's visible, and he knows it, which only makes him angrier, which is a win, in Danny's book.
Sure. All they really need to do is get rid of the guy. It's not actually necessary to antagonize him, and Danny's pretty sure he doesn't want to look too closely at the impulse to do it anyway, because it's an argument he's never going to win with himself, but he's also not going to just let it slide.
He touched Steve. Whether it's Danny's place or not, he thinks that means the guy ought to pay -- even if it's just a little.
So he rakes an indifferent glance over the guy, standing there, fuming in his nice suit, while the bartender comes back up and wisely remains silent as he deposits two glasses of wine in front of him. "Hey, Anderson Cooper, I don't think I did. It's just I think you mistakenly believe you've been invited."
And maybe -- okay, it's stupid and it's messed up as hell and he's going to pay for it later, when he could have made this easier on everybody, but maybe he kind of wants Steve to pick him.
As if this were actually real. As if there were any reality, any possible universe, in which any element of this situation could come to pass, and he knows there's not, couldn't be, won't, but it's still there. The want to just know, okay. For that part of himself he hasn't been able to shut up after five years and two girlfriends.
His own tone amiable, if bored: just another way to make this asshole feel like he's being undermined, somehow, as if there's something going on he's not in the know about, while he makes a scene with his icy tone and possessive posture that Steve could snap in a second.
He's the kind of guy who hates being ignored, so Danny ignores him, focuses back on Steve like the other guy's just an annoying, buzzing insect, something to be waved away and forgotten.
(It's not like the way he talked over Steve instead of including him endeared him to Danny any.)
"That fancy crap, you like that sort of thing? Because, you know --"
Hand in motion again, while he leans a little towards Steve, angles close enough he can feel his body heat, even through this suit, and that's a thought process he absolutely needs to shut down, immediately. "Don't get me wrong, I love the finer things in life, but when a glass of wine comes with a string attached as long as your arm, maybe it's too pricey, you know what I mean?"
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Date: 2015-10-03 02:52 am (UTC)"Yeah?"
Playing it cool isn't usually his strong suit, but it's necessary here, and, besides, it'll make the unlucky man next to Steve over there more pissed off than ever. He's already furious, and it's visible, and he knows it, which only makes him angrier, which is a win, in Danny's book.
Sure. All they really need to do is get rid of the guy. It's not actually necessary to antagonize him, and Danny's pretty sure he doesn't want to look too closely at the impulse to do it anyway, because it's an argument he's never going to win with himself, but he's also not going to just let it slide.
He touched Steve. Whether it's Danny's place or not, he thinks that means the guy ought to pay -- even if it's just a little.
So he rakes an indifferent glance over the guy, standing there, fuming in his nice suit, while the bartender comes back up and wisely remains silent as he deposits two glasses of wine in front of him. "Hey, Anderson Cooper, I don't think I did. It's just I think you mistakenly believe you've been invited."
And maybe -- okay, it's stupid and it's messed up as hell and he's going to pay for it later, when he could have made this easier on everybody, but maybe he kind of wants Steve to pick him.
As if this were actually real. As if there were any reality, any possible universe, in which any element of this situation could come to pass, and he knows there's not, couldn't be, won't, but it's still there. The want to just know, okay. For that part of himself he hasn't been able to shut up after five years and two girlfriends.
His own tone amiable, if bored: just another way to make this asshole feel like he's being undermined, somehow, as if there's something going on he's not in the know about, while he makes a scene with his icy tone and possessive posture that Steve could snap in a second.
He's the kind of guy who hates being ignored, so Danny ignores him, focuses back on Steve like the other guy's just an annoying, buzzing insect, something to be waved away and forgotten.
(It's not like the way he talked over Steve instead of including him endeared him to Danny any.)
"That fancy crap, you like that sort of thing? Because, you know --"
Hand in motion again, while he leans a little towards Steve, angles close enough he can feel his body heat, even through this suit, and that's a thought process he absolutely needs to shut down, immediately. "Don't get me wrong, I love the finer things in life, but when a glass of wine comes with a string attached as long as your arm, maybe it's too pricey, you know what I mean?"