Vegas, querida. Vegas!

[vesper_verde]

Marcelo noticed that everything going on recently was starting to wear on Stephanie. Particularly the fear Vargas brought with him. As concerned as he was about being on a hit list, Marcelo was more concerned about Stephanie falling apart. They needed to get away. After some finagling Marcelo worked out a way for the two of them to spend a weekend in Las Vegas.

He did need to take his father to see the Veridian Dynamics' diamond growing lab, but from there, he and Stephanie could fly to the arid, dry climate he was going to only for her. He booked a Prestige Fortuna Suite at The Palazzo and put on as many extras as he thought Stephanie would enjoy.

It was a spur of the moment trip, so he figured they would be relatively safe. That might get Stephanie to relax some. Marcelo left his Vesper gear at home. Even if he itched slightly to take it with them. Knowing his luck, his father would find it during their stopover, and Marcelo did not want to have to do a lot of explaining.

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[pyroprincess]

"Good to hear that you intend to be following my advice." Stephanie replied smoothly. "I like the sound of a steakhouse." As much as she often enjoyed seafood and such things, sometimes she had an inalienable craving for red meat. There were few things better than a good steak, cooked rare.

It was something that she no doubt had acquired from her father.

"I can have all I want of you later. And intend to." She grinned at him lasciviciously.

[vesper_verde]

"Then to CUT we go," he agreed as he dug out his clothes to wear. "I'll get our concierge to get us a table."

The room came with their own personal concierge. Marcelo figured why not use the service. And have a couple other things put together now that he thought about it.

He glanced over at Stephanie and smiled. "As always, querida, eu sou sua."