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Richard caught that wink and if he were a bird, his feathers would have ruffled and puffed out, a sure sign of the slightest hint of jealousy that brewed within him, but he tried not to allow the other two to catch wind of his ire. Though, that would be asking a cat not to grow annoyed with the child that kept tugging at his tail or Baldwin not to beg for that last piece of bacon on that plate, and he allowed himself a single huff in response.

However, whatever jealousy, as small as he fooled himself into thinking, was gone when Kor set a hand on his arm, followed by the tracing paper, and it was replaced with curiosity, mixed with a hint of apprehension. He had no idea what the tracing paper was for or why he was tracing the outline of his arm, and his brows perked as he proudly displayed his ignorance. "So, what's this for? If you're going to compare our arms, I can tell you right now that his arm is far more thicker than mine... my guess is that he keeps a fly trap plant in the back and wrestles it everyday that keeps him rather toned."

When asked to take a seat, Richard was quick to oblige, practically running to the couch to claim it as his own. He made sure to leave enough room for his partner, of course, but he made certain to claim the side closest to Kor, hoping to get a glimpse as he did... whatever it was that tattoo artists did before putting ink on the skin. Like a child in a candy store, Richard expressed genuine interests, even if his behavior was only slightly exaggerated. "I've never witnessed a tattoo artist at work before, so I think I'll stick around and watch? It's such an interesting art form, so precise and perfect. I don't want to miss a second!"

Of course, he hadn't seen the tattoo gun, yet... for now, he'd simply enjoy himself. And maybe get to the bottom of this tension that lingered in the air, and why it seemed to be originating from his good friend.

Krishna made no real acknowledgment of the explanation that Kor gave - not due to any disrespect, but because he already understood the purpose of the arm drawing. The back piece had been an even longer process with a larger piece of paper. It had alsto taken several sittings to get the full picture inked and then even longer to add the proper amount of color. By comparison, today's session would be a minor task for major reward.

"We will be fine," he assured their artist. He examined the magazines but found none that particularly intrigued him. He had not been watching moch television, due to his being in storage while he lived out of the flower shop. He pursed his lips as he perused the games and finally selected a pack of cards. He held them up to Richard and offered, "Poker?"

He heard the words poker, but he wasn't paying attention to them, honestly.

The zone is where he was at. He shuffled, sketched, erased things and sighed as he continued drawing. The specific of the rose is what was killing him, honestly. Roses? Easy when you didn't have a florist to tattoo for. He had a feeling if he got one detail wrong he'd be doing the whole process over, thus why he was spending so much time on that little stool.

There were vending machines if they got thirsty, snack machines next to those, and across the street was a coffee shop. Honestly, there was so much to do around his area. That was the very reason Kor picked this place. If they got tired of waiting, they could venture out and come back in and the whoke sketching process would be done. Some, however, liked to stay in the shop so they could get tattooed right when the sketching was done and transferred onto their skin.

Every now and then, Kor stopped to scratch his side burn, shift his position, or get a new piece of paper. He hummed to the song that was playing on a radio in the back, unsure if the other two could hear it. Usually he had music going here from the TV, but since Kor had been napping, he'd turned it off so it was nice and quiet. There wasn't even any buzzing of anyone else being tattooed. Kor didn't have the budget to bring in more artists, despite having the room for them. Maybe one day he'd take on an apprentice, but right now? No, it was just him and sometimes his desk girl. Rubbing his eyes, Kor grabbed a pair of black framed glasses and put them on after a few more minutes and rolled his eyes. He hated wearing these glasses, but damned if they didn't make things easier.

"So uh.. How long have you two been together?" It was an offhanded question, but he'd finally asked. This was also his way of letting Richard know he figured out the dynamic of their relationship.

Richard wasn't a very humble fellow and even he knew it. He was always told that if one had it, one must flaunt it, and doing otherwise would be seen as squandering a precious gift. While others may have been talented at various other things, such as arranging a bouquet or crafting a perfect tattoo, Richard liked to think that he was simply meant to be a poker player, and the victories he was receiving only seemed to point to his natural talent and skills. Even Lady Luck was blowing kisses his way, or in the very least, appeared to be holding quite the grudge match against poor Krishna. He could have taken the victories in stride, but since when was humility a part of the Moreau family's vocabulary?

"Hm, you sure we're playing the right game, Krishna? Perhaps you're more suited to spider solitaire, or Old Maid?" Richard said in a teasing matter, looking at the spoils and licking his lips. While Kor did his work with the sketch not too far away, Richard was certainly enjoying himself, as this game and the drink were doing a mighty fine job in settling his nerves. Not that he'd admit to being even the slightest bit afraid of the thought of the needle hitting his skin and leaving a permanent mark… no, absolutely nothing to be afraid of! "Mmmm, Dr. Pepper. You know, I never really cared much for this drink. Then a spent some time aboard in Europe, and the moment I stepped foot in the good, ol' US of A, all I could think about was… damn, I want a Dr. Pepper. Ah, memories… I'll have to indulge you in the adventure sometime, my friend- I'm sure you'll get a kick out of it. More so than this game… let's go again, I'll even take it easy on you this time."

All was going well, and then Kor spoke up, taking him completely by surprise. And while his poker face in the card game was unrivaled, it shattered in a matter of seconds at Kor's question. Never before had his eyes ever been so large and he swore his bottom jaw slammed against the ground, as he spun his head around back and forth between the two so quickly that he swore he was going to give himself whiplash. Krishna? Him? Together, as in… DATING?

"Wait, WHAT?" Richard stuttered those words, and Krishna's accusation certainly didn't help matters in the least! His cards dropped from his hands as he motioned them to emphasize his words as he defended himself. "I have spread NO such rumor, Krishna! Absolutely no such thing came from my mouth! I swear!"

He then looked to Kor, trying so very hard not to laugh, as he asked, "Did… did you think that we were… dating?"

“Not necessary.” The florist’s words were still short, as they ever were, but the heat that had previously exuded was gone. He was not the type to go and fling glass bottles against buildings to assuage his emotions. There were more direct ways to handle the situation. He could see Kor’s reasoning for his assumption - however foolish said assumption ultimately was. Richard had a way of hanging on him and speaking that could create a false impression, and it was a matter that they had discussed before. Krishna had made his opinions on any romance between the two of them explicitly clear on the first night they had met, and for all their adventures together, he had never changed his mind.

Still, there was the matter of making the situation clear to Kor. He indicated Richard with a sweep of his hand as he explained, “Business partners and friends, but not lovers. Sometimes, Richard goes too far in implying otherwise. My apologies, Kor.” With that, he moved off to the vending machine to get himself a drink. Rather than a Dr. Pepper, he settled for another drink he had not had in a long time. The root beer was wonderfully frothy as he unscrewed the lid and took his first sip.

Some of the aloofness between the two others now made a bit more sense, if perhaps the two had flirted, as the ginger had a wont to do. Now, any lingering emotions between the other two men could be handled out of his sight. He was truly only interested in the work.

His face was growing hot with embarrassment of making an assumption like that. He guessed the old saying stood true. Assuming makes an a** out of you and me. Or in just this case, him. Kor felt like such a tool right now ad just ducked his head to his work. No, Kor couldn't look up right now because his face was hot and red and he was an idiot and very much feeling like just that. He sighed and kept his eyes on the paper he was sketching on. Even the tips of his ears were getting red!

"I s-see. Not your fault, Krishna. I'm just a moron."

The snickering didn't help at all and made him duck his head further, completely focusing on the task at hand. No, Kor was never going to live this down. He had a feeling Richard was just going to make it out to be one huge joke between them later on and right now that didn't sit well with him. His stomach was turning over in knots until he heard Richard start speaking.

So he'd wanted to get into Krishna's pants. Well, he couldn't fault him for that. Krishna was a good looking man. He gasped when he heard the whisper right against his ear and shuddered, stopping his hand before it jerked and ruined all his progress.

Luckily the subject changed and Kor could feel the heat dying from his face as he thought. "Then I transfer it onto specific paper and put it in the right spot. I wet the paper and the design goes on your arm and I start with the outline. It's the part that hurts the worst. So if you make it through the outline, you're golden. I mean, even shading isn't that bad. I have to go slow with the outline and it's a smaller needle than actually shading and filling in color."

Richard felt he was adaptable to most situations, but this only proved to be his downfall. On the one hand, he could handle jealousy and had managed to weasel his way out of such situations before, but this wasn’t the type of jealousy that he was used to. If one could even call it jealousy, considering one of these men had absolutely no interest in him in that way and nor would he ever… this was just awkward, and Richard was never trained how to handle awkward.

He knew one thing was for certain… that mocking and teasing Kor for this was a bad idea, and as much as Richard enjoyed getting a rise out of another person, there was something exceptionally heinous about that and he wanted no part in it. The little bit of laughter that DID make it out was enough, and Richard hoped that there was some way to salvage this… maybe he could pull the ‘I’m too adorable for you to be mad at’ routine? Or just let the topic drop and focus only on the life changing decision he was making… the more Kor explained the process, the more intrigued and… nervous, he was getting and he hoped it didn’t show too much. “Just got to survive the outline… right, I think I can handle it.”

Giving the design another lookover, though… he realized that there were a LOT of lines. But he had allowed chaos into his starseed twice before… surely this wouldn’t be worse than that!

“Now that’s hardly fair…” Richard said, looking over at Krishna and making such a face. “You have a higher tolerance to pain than I do, so if I see you’re fine, I’m going to get the wrong idea, and then the joke would have been on me! I’ll go first… I’ll be the one to decide just how painful it might be!”