Just outside of Prom to the New Headquarters of Leverage, Inc. (the loft above Luke's), Friday night

"So," Eliot said, once all three of them were out the door and far enough away that any impending flailing wouldn't block the other exiting traffic. "We gonna go have a threesome now, or what?"

As plans went, it lacked a certain grace. But Eliot had always been the sort who liked to get straight to the point.

[ooc: for thems what are in the icon. Finally! OH YEAH ALSO nsfw]