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"Shortie?" Lifting his arms, Zascha gave himself a quick look. He certainly wasn't short. More on the larger side of things. And she was shorter than him! He squinted an eye at her. "I bet I could pick you up over my head and toss you at least ten feet." He scoffed playfully as he pushed past her and exited the kitchen back into the cafeteria, heading towards that exit. "Zascha. And you pip squeak?"

He was pretty sure that getting into the teacher's lounge wouldn't be as easy as pie. Hmmm pie.

"We'll probably need to get a key card to get in there. How good are your flirting skills?" As he walked he formulated a plan in his mind. Slipping his hands into the pockets of his jeans while leading her out of the cafeteria and into the hallway.

Big lug and now shortie. If he wasn't so sure of his size he'd probably have so sort of complex. "I might surprise you one day."

"Well, if we're going to be on a full name basis you should know my full name is Zascha Firsov. And the pleasure is mine, Harlow." He chuckled as he moved down the hall.

Zascha clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. "Then I won't subject some poor soul to it. I would feel bad." As he came to a corner at the hall, he pressed his back against the wall before reaching the conjunction. Using his hand to push her back against the wall as well, gently. "Then I hope your pick pocketing skills are better." His voice lowered.

At that moment a young woman in plain white coat passed by them down the hall. Her back turned towards them, she hadn't even seen them. Zascha watched her for a moment, green eyes studying her curiously before he turned to whisper to Harlow. "I will go distract her. Once I have her attention you sneak up behind and get her key card out of her coat pocket. She looks new and lost so it will be easy to catch her off guard. And if anything, she'll have made the first mistake of placing the key card in her outside coat pocket instead of one closer to her person." His head turned so he could look at her. "Got that?"

"That's the plan."

His lips pulled into a thin line for a moment. "Survival of the fittest, my friend." Zascha waggled a finger at her. "Besides, she's staff. She would be privy to any locations of food anyway."

"Here we go." Stepping away from the wall, he approached the lady. Walking past her at first then stopping for a second. He turned and shot her a charming smile. Asking if she was lost and perhaps needed some assistance. Laying the schmooze on pretty thick. Leaning an arm up against the wall as he spoke to her.

Once she let out a giggle he quickly glanced back to Harlow with a subtle nod of his head.

Zascha mentally held his breath as she fished around in the lady's coat pocket. He had this sinking feeling that she was going to get caught but thankfully that sinking feeling was just hunger pains. Letting go of his mental breath. Now she just needed to sneak....

Not away.

The lady turned and narrowed her eyes at Harlow. Zascha waved his hands frantically in front of him until she turned back to ask him who this girl was, a slight huff in her voice. "Ah, ah...."

s**t. Avoid suspicion.

"Harlow......snicker doodle.....I thought you were going to wait for me outside." He clenched his teeth slightly before grinning widely.

Gothsmog wanted to die. Or kill Zascha. Either way she wanted to end this misery.

The lady quirked an eyebrow.

Zascha clasped a hand over her's on his arm and laughed. "Ah that's just like you. So impatient. I was just giving this nice lady some direction as she was lost. Certainly not doing anything shady nope."

He looked at his wrist as if checking the time, though he wasn't wearing a watch. "Oh look at the time. If we don't hurry up we'll be late. You should be ok now right miss? Yes? Yes. Come on Harlow lets go." Quickly he began to move down the hall, practically dragging her along with him. Leaving the lady dumbfounded before she finally continued on her way in the other direction.

As they rounded a corner Zascha let out a heavy sigh. Placing a hand on the wall, he leaned against it. "That was close. I thought for sure we were busted."

Zascha just didn't want to get caught. Who knew what horrible thing might happen to them if they had been. Locked in a dark room with no food for days. Or perhaps something more extreme. He rubbed his throat with a hand.

"Oof!" He doubled over playfully as she elbowed his ribs. "Hey, I thought I was pretty smooth thank you." Zascha gave her a hurt look while straightening out his shirt with a light huff. "I guess I'll just have to practice a bit more if the Queen of the Bad Flirters thinks I sucked."

Smiling, he pat her on the head. "Good job, pip squeak. Now lets go find that teacher's lounge and relieve them of that food they are hiding in there."

Zascha doubled over with laughter. Slapping a hand over his mouth as he tried to keep the noise level to a minimum. Drawing attention to themselves now would be futile. He leaned against the wall with his forearm, broad shoulders shaking as he tried to regain control. "I....I can't wait for your lessons then oh great...haha...teacher. Woooo.." He wiped at his eyes with a few more chuckles.

"Yea yea, leave me holding the bag for sure." Taking the key card from her he approached the door. Giving it a quick swipe through the reader. A tune chimed and a green light lit up. The faint clicking noise of the door unlocking was a welcome sound. "Come on lets go." He pushed the door open and quickly stepped on through into the lounge.