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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 7:33 pm
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“You develop a liking of guitar, and we’ll find some equal ground I think. Some of the best songs out there have amazing guitar solos that get just as much attention as the vocals.” Tony said lightly. When he talked about using JARVIS to explore the music he didn’t like, he laughed. “And deny you the privilege of my years of experience and rants about bad music, I couldn’t.” he smirked. Heading into the center of the city, they pulled up in front of a large theater, a steady stream of formally dressed people filing in. The board above the door advertised a Shakespearean play, ‘The Comedy of Errors’. Looking over to Loki, he smiled. “I invested some money in helping to build this place a few years ago….in return, they gave me a box to use as I pleased for life. So Any time you get in the mood to watch a classical play, you can come here. And considering your love for Shakespeare, I figured you’d enjoy coming tonight….opening night, it’s always the best. And I actually like this one.” He said. Pulling up to the curb, he climbed out of the car, handing the keys over to the valet and coming over to open the door for Loki.
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 9:31 am
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Tony couldn’t help the sense of pride that came with Loki’s words about liking this. He knew he’d decided on a good date, but hearing Loki say he liked it made it that much better. Admiring Loki as he slipped to gracefully from the car, he smiled as he felt Loki’s hand on his arm. Chuckling, he turned his head to brush his lips lightly over Loki’s. “I do try.” He grinned up at him before leading him inside. Nodding to a few people he recognized as they walked through the slowly filling lobby, he led them over to one of the men standing at the doors to the theater. Folding up his sunglasses as he spoke with the man, he smiled as he left his post and lead them up one of the large flights of stairs and into a decorated hallway, doors lining one side. Walking all the way to the end, the man opened the door for them, revealing Tony’s private box. Two comfortable seats were positioned near the rail, a small table sitting in between them. Pausing to ask for a red wine, Tony waited for the man to leave before he moved over to the chairs, motioning at Loki’s and sitting in his own.
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