You'd been a spy for years now, and during those years you'd always be partnered (in some way or another) with the same girl. Eris was that partner. The two of you were always in a somewhat friendly competition with each other when you were paired together. Who could be the better distraction, who was faster, really anything that could be a competition became one.

The tension that comes with this rivalry hasn't gone unnoticed, either. You often catch the woman sneaking glances at you during missions or just in general outside of it. Not to complain, you don't mind the staring at all and often catch yourself doing the same when you get the chance. But tonight, this tension would definitely be boiling over.

The two of you had been tasked to steal from some billionaire you didn't care to learn the name of. This meant fancy outfits and fake names. The two of you had agreed to meet a block or two away from the mansion and meet up to discuss the plan for the night and to figure out who's fake name was who's. Of course, you were early to the rendezvous and she was almost ten minutes late. When she did arrive though, it took everything in you not to let your jaw hit the ground. She was dressed in a black, satin cocktail dress that was down to the floor and hung slightly off her shoulders. Her heels clacked lightly against the pavement as she made her way towards you. "So," She gave you a quick once over and looked back at you, "Are you ready to go?"