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"Never again. It's over," Savage confirmed, releasing Rebecca in order to put on his jacket. "However, something unrelated has come up. Some unfinished business. I'll try to be back very soon." Savage' face was solemn as he spoke. Then, he turned to Julianne, saying, "If she asks for anything, treat it as though I asked for it."

"You got it," she replied, a slight smirk on her face showing as she looked at Rebecca again. It wasn't as bold a look as before; there was a little admiration there this time. "Just let the front know; I have to account for time away from attending to other guests."

"I'll let them know for you," Savage said to Rebecca, "I'm going down there, anyways." Fully clothed, he pulled in Rebecca tightly. "I will be back. I swear it." His voice was calm and sincere. He was sincere; he fully intended to return as soon as possible.

The passion was definitely returned, as Vandal kissed her back. After a moment, he broke the kiss and said to Julianne, "Take care of her."

"I will," Julianne said, "You take care, too."

Savage nodded, and went to the door, pausing to look one more time at Rebecca and say, "I'll be back." Then, he went out the door.

Taking the elevator, he called his offshore banker, and had the payment money prepared for transfer to Cobblepot. Once on the first floor, he informed the front desk that Rebecca was his guest, and was to be treated with every accordance they would extend to him. The concierge told him he would inform the manager, and with that, Vandal Savage headed out the door, back to the Iceberg Lounge; he needed answers, and the Penguin had proved to be very good at providing them.

[exit Vandal Savage to the Iceberg Lounge]

Julianne, as soon as Savage was out of the penthouse, looked at Rebecca and said, "You are a lucky woman."

"No, you don't understand," Julianne said, sitting down, smiling, "With every other woman Mr. Savage has brought here before, there's been a certain routine in the mornings. He answers the door as he did today, I come in, and the woman rushes to the bathroom for whatever reason. After this, though, is where you became the exception. Every time before, while the other woman was in the bathroom, we'd begin doing what you two undoubtedly did for a good amount of last night. Most times, they'd come out, get all upset, and leave us to enjoy each other. A few times, they'd join in. This time, though, he didn't want to." Leaning back, she added, "I'm not jealous. I'm just saying, you have NO IDEA how lucky you are."

"Can't say it didn't have its perks," the surprisingly forthcoming woman replied to Rebecca, the smile turning into more of a smirk as she thought back for a brief moment, "But really, it's way more of a 'friends with benefits', thing than any real romance. Granted, it has a rather dramatic slant towards the 'benefits', but it would never become anything truly serious. Not for either of us. He talks of the future, for himself, and maybe one day a family. I can't conceive, and I don't really see myself even wanting a family, anyways."

Then, Julianne's face went serious for a moment as she added, "And sometimes, he gets really... Gosh, how do I describe it..." She struggled for a moment, trying to think of a word. Then, she continued with, "He gets really intense sometimes. Really obsessively angry. Never towards me, but it still scares me sometimes. I don't think I could deal with that in a relationship. Then again..." Her face lightened a little, but it didn't recover the earlier gleeful expression of earlier. "I've never seen him outside of his trips here, and it could all just be because of in-town business. He could be far less prone to anger away from Gotham. I know I would be."

Julianne started laughing a little; it was a light, cheerful laugh that could brighten a room on its own. "Oh, you can slow down with the questions a little, Miss Rebecca. Mr. Savage will be a while, but I think I'll still be faster than him." Thinking a little, she began her many responses.

"Well, his temper has caused the management to keep a decent stock of pictures on hand to cover holes in the wall, but I've never seen him strike another person." She shrugged and added with a smirk, "Probably a good thing, too. Strong as he is, he'd probably kill whoever he hit. As for his future, he often talks of children, as though they're something he needs, rather than just wants. Which of course means I'm just something to pass the time for him, but I never liked strings in my relationships, anyways. They just turn into knots."

Then, her smirk became something close to the lustful grin that Julianne wore the first time she saw Rebecca. "And as for his previous relationships with other women, he's never stayed with one for very long. I guess he decides to bring them here, and even if he doesn't want to make them part of his life, he does what he does so very well with them, then leaves them. He doesn't get rid of me, for a few reasons. I work here, I don't ask much in the way of questions, and I have a few... talents that apparently many women don't care to practice, but I love to. I could go into more detail about it, but only if you ask."

Finally, as she thought about Rebecca's final comments, she became more thoughtful in her gaze, as though looking at her with more studiousness. "Oh, but I wouldn't worry about that glass running out anytime soon. You're a great departure in demeanor from the normal type of woman he meets with, and I think he's quite happy about that. And if it means anything, Miss Rebecca, I'm happy that he's happy, even if it's at my detriment."

"Well, since you asked," Julianne started, getting up and walking towards the mini-fridge, "Let me start by saying that I'm really glad I hadn't started eating yet; it's harder for me to do on a full stomach." When she reached it, she opened the freezer door and pulled out a fudge popsicle. Opening it, she continued. "Someone who doesn't have full control of their gag reflex will find this a very hard feat to accomplish."

As soon as she had it fully unwrapped, she tilted her head upward, and put the fudge pop into her mouth whole, closed her lips, and withdrew the stick, leaving the popsicle in her mouth. It was only there for a moment, though, as she was somehow able to swallow the whole thing. She took a deep breath as soon as she was able, and smiled at Rebecca. "Things like that."