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David watched as Ebony's face underwent a series of different emotions: anger, caution, anger again, defeat. It was a little amusing but David was reminded of the situation , once, following her eyes to the door. As she seemed to gather all the strength within her body to utter such a simple question, David reacted instinctively, playfulness returning to his charming features as he was pleased to find that the game was still going. With that thought installed, he knew he couldn't let her off the hook so easily. Though she had just sat down, he strutted over to her and took one of her clenching fists in his, forcing it to unfold, and then pulled her off her feet.

"Good to see we've come to an agreement, but come on. Now that the deal's set, I gotta keep up my half of the bargain," he laughed, gently tugging her towards the furthest wall away from the door, which seemed to be a simple wall except for the fact that it was covered in heavy draperies. It matched the other walls that were adorned with elegant tapestries and descending candle stands but it seemed to be hiding something. Still smiling, David pulled on one of the curtain's ropes and watched as the dark curtains spread out and revealed their true nature: a giant mirror. It was able to reflect the entire room, though what it needed to reflect was up for questioning, especially with the alluring mattress placed in the middle was for.

"Now..watch," he whispered, as if mesmerized himself by the entire process. Pulling the rope yet again, a loud -POP- was heard, soon followed by a soft creaking. In one of the corners where the curtains had separated and gathered, an awkward edge was poking through, one that David led Ebony to. Pushing the curtain out of the way, a small lighted path was revealed from an opening created in the glass, a doorway.

"Ladies first."

It was a constant game of give and take, though David didn't seem the least bit irked by the woman's ceaseless uncertainty, hidden in empty threats and flirtatious wit. Ebony was being hunted down, the behavior was completely understandable. But of course, he wasn't going to give in one hundred percent. Strutting casually towards the suspicious looking entrance, he stopped momentarily in front of her, a mockingly smug look directed at her defiant smirk, "And here I thought you saw me as nothing more than a punching bag. Or are punching bags and gentlemen the same things in your book?"

David ended the comment in a soft laugh before walking into the surprisingly spacious hallway. Tossing a cheerful "come on" to her once again as soon as he was nearing the exit of the short passageway, David continued to wear his flirtatious grin. The mysterious passageway seemed to lead to yet another hall, one that was even more suspicious looking despite being exquisitely lighted and painted with beautiful cream wallpaper. Once she had entered the hallway, he made sure to tinker with a keypad on the back of the door, forcing the mirror door to shut quietly.
Who knew that a host's club could have so many secrets, so much high tech equipment? ...The question that probably lingered in every client's mind was probably the reason behind having such equipment. David let out a laugh at this thought and continued towards the end of this new hall, decorated with numerous doors and space.

"Come on, we're almost to the break room. Once in there, you'll be two seconds from your freedom."

Luckily, David had been looking towards an out-of-place door at the end of the hall as Ebony's disguise wavered during her thoughts. The blond hair was still blond when he had returned his attention back to her, curious to her newfound silence. About to verbally investigate the woman's thoughtfulness, his mouth quietly closed after he finally heard the woman laugh. Ebony was fine, nothing to worry about. Or maybe..the situation did deserve more of his attention that she did. Unknown brutes were poking their noses here and there, desperately trying to pick up the faintest scent of the blond, who seemed terrified at the thought of capture and here he was, playing around and strolling the hosts' halls casually and without a care in the world. David felt the heavy weight of guilt pulling at the sides of his mouth, and in hopes of redeeming his pride, reached back around and took hold of Ebony's hand once again, this time squeezing it a bit more worriedly. Though she had returned to her usual sassy self, it seemed the Chinese man's charm had suddenly been overcome with fear. Gently but hurriedly pulling Ebony towards the end of the hallway, David made sure not to allow her to see his troubled face. He had been playing when she was really in danger! What kind of gentleman was that?! Opening the door with his free hand, that's when his fears became real as he heard a clicking from behind them. The clicking of a door.

Paralyzed with terrified curiosity, David's eyes scanned the numerous doors among the hallway, waiting to see which door was beginning to creak open. Was it Ryan's? Shunyuan's? As long as it wasn't his own door, David could continue with Ebony's escape easily and swiftly. But if the worst came to worst, he'd have to think and fast.

David watched in horror as his own door began to open and Nanu's voice echoed throughout the halls, irritably commenting to the men he was leading, "I'm telling you, we don't do anything suspicious. Man, we're just a host club. --I know, I know. You're looking for some chick. Yeah, like we don't have plenty of those here. Sheesh."

That stupid brat! What was he doing, showing those strangers around their club? Especially to an employee's only area! David made a mental note to steal one of Nanu's clients when he next received a chance. But now, the situation demanded all his attent-- Ebony easily removed her hand from the man's grasp and David stared in wonder at the woman's sudden change. She had been so quiet and cheery one minute and now her eyes...they were blazing with a fighter's spirit. The seconds slowly ticked by and David watched helplessly as the door opened further and Ebony positioned herself firmly into the carpet, seemingly preparing for a fight.

What was this? Slow motion Mortal Kombat?! Time returned to its usual speed and David let out an agitated "tsk" as he instinctively and wordlessly reached out and pulled Ebony back towards the end door, throwing her inside the break room. He took one last glance behind his back and then stumbled in after her, clicking the door soundlessly shut. Turning the lock carefully, he growled to her in a hushed voice, "What the hell do you think you're doing? I thought you didn't want to get caught!"

For once, he verbally expressed his concern, though it was a bit awkwardly represented. Nevertheless, a confession was a confession and David's cheeks seemed to redden a little.

The minute Ebony had begun to hiss and fume, really looking like the cat she described herself as, David let out a paternal sigh and allowed her to rant. Girls always seemed to bottle up their feelings. He thanked the gods he had a sister so that he actually knew how to handle these situations. As she continued to growl her frustrations out, David began to look and wander around the incredibly plain room, before stopping at the simple back door. As he raised a hand to tinker with the lock, Ebony finally redirected her hushed rage at the man, piercing him from the behind straight into the heart, "And how come you care so much if I get caught or not? It's not like I'm your sister or anything."

He turned to face her and there seemed to be an unspoken face off, her eyes like needles pricking his entire face in search for an answer, his eyes coldly glancing her over in his own simmering irritation. He was trying to help her and yet she kept throwing him this attitude, like he was the one pursuing her! David felt himself tense with the recognition of his own anger and he turned back to undo the lock, hoping to calm himself. No, it was just the situation. Everyone was anxious, it was just her nerves. But his hands seemed to shake in restrained irritation, as he finally unlocked the door and swung it open. It lead to a deserted alley way, the sounds of a busy street just a few feet away. Yes, it was just the situation that had caused her to lash out like she did. David continued this mantra quietly, clenching and unclenching his adrenaline-filled fists, before finally gathering the courage and confidence to respond, though his answers came out icier, a little harsher than intended,

"Who said you're cornered? If you had just trusted me a bit more, we would have been able to get here without the heightened anxiety, you know. But..I guess that's the problem with most cats. They don't like to trust, do they? Anyways, maybe next time we meet, maybe if you trust me then, that's when I'll tell you why I care so much if you get caught or not. Until then, here: your freedom."

With a furrow of his brow, he kicked the door open again as it crawled back to closing, producing a loud echo that bounced off the walls of the break room, the corridor behind them, the alley and into the warm summer night. David turned and growled to the quiet blond, "GO ON. Scram!"