[normally, he would just pluck a beer from her fridge, drop on her couch, and kick his feet up as if he owned the place, but they're not going to be staying long. not if they're gonna make it to the beach while there's plenty of daylight left at least. he watches her slink off to her bedroom, discarding the empty beer bottle without a second glance, and regards the door left slightly ajar. with a shrug of his shoulders, he follows just a few paces behind. mick stops at her doorway, leaning against the frame as she carries on her conversation, paying him little mind in the process. ]

Gideon tried to talk to me about something called 'the power of positivity' once. Figured I'd try it on for size.

[much as he'd like to stand there and continue to watch her slip into the suit, there's something to be said about a surprise reveal, so before she's done he makes his way back into her living room and relaxes on the couch until she's returned, fully changed into an outfit which gives him a hell of a lot more to look at than anything he's seen her in thus far. sex on a stick? thy name is sara lance.

bless his heart he manages to avoid a catcall or anything that might result in a punch to the face or swift kick to the goods, but mick's eyebrows rise as his gaze moves up and down taking in every little detail.] Been ready. Need anything else before we head out?