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[compellingstatement]

[Neutral ground. But somewhere private. And preferably deserted.]

I could... rent a hotel room? Unless you want to come to my house or have me come to yours. I-I'd just rather we have our privacy.

[chrisisofaith]

[Somewhere private. Despite having sat on Jon's roof a number of times, he didn't know the exact living arrangement inside. If someone came across them or interrupted them, would that be too embarrassing for Jon?

Maybe. He couldn't guess. Wouldn't guess, better to take out the possibility.]

Want your comfort for it as much mine, neither of us need to be dive-bombed by a bratty fledgling, so let's get the hotel room.

[There's a pause and then, a little quieter, he offers:] You know I'm looking forward to this, right? The talk, the play...all of it.

[compellingstatement]

No. I- I know. I just- I want to get this right. [He needs to be good at this for Chris. He should take charge, then. That's the right way to do this.] I'll make arrangements. Don't worry about it. I'll- Yes. I'll see to that now and send along an address.

[chrisisofaith]

Alright, then. I'll grab some snacks and such, as promised. See you there soon.