OOM for older Doc and Kate, Milliways, Room #100

[mm_barlow]

She leads the way up the stairs to her room, occasionally glancing over her shoulder to make sure Doc is still with her. If it were any other man, she might lead him by the hand -- or the collar -- finding ways of 'accidentally' rubbing up against him, and giggling like a vixen. But all Doc gets is an occasional smirk from behind her curtain of gold hair, until she stops at her door and unlocks it.

She backs her way inside (again, she knows Milliways is safe, and has no reason to check the room beforehand to make sure nobody's broken in) and flicks on an electric light.

"Make yourself at home," she says.

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Doc is glad she doesn't make efforts to distract him on the way upstairs -- he's already on edge from having to make the trek across the crowded, unfamiliar bar. Climbing a narrow stairwell up to another floor sets more alarms off in his head.

He takes solace in the fact that she isn't worried. If she was, he'd be more cautious, outwardly.

He smiles, once she's opened the door and they've stepped inside.

"Seems y'got yourself quite a fine room, in this establishment," he praises.