Date with Brian Fantana [locked to _sexpanther]

[bandaid_penny]

Penny pulls into the Channel 4 News Station at 6:30, wearing her best dress and a silk shawl given to her by Marc Bolan of T. Rex (who'd been in the habit of giving her things she rarely had the opportunity to wear). She wanted to look passingly elegant, though she's aware this is ridiculous for many reasons. Not the least of which is that once

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[_sexpanther]

All day Brian seemed to have a disposition as eager as, well, the best analogy would best be a very horny little dog pumped with testosterone. As usual, maintaining his self-imposed title of 'the stylish one', he was clad in a yellow jacket (unbuttoned, of course), matching pants and an almost garish red shirt unbuttoned enough to reveal an excessive amount of chest hair some would consider dangerous, others, obnoxious. He'd kept to his office most of the day, or so he would have liked to, but he took to strutting (or pacing, rather) the bullpen and the main lobby, attempting a casual look. The first 50 laps, however, seemed in vain

[bandaid_penny]

Penny was still waiting in the lobby, examining a life-size painting of Ron Burgundy and his dog Baxter (resisting the temptation to poke it just to see if any alarm bells would sound) when she heard Brian coming down the hall. Heard him coming several halls off, actually. That's certainly worth noting, she thought wryly.

She gave him a broad grin as he drew close. "You're looking extremely presentable yourself. Though I guess that's all part of the job, huh?" Chuckling at the last suggestion, she pretended to consider, then slid her arm through his. "Very tempting. But we do have all evening, you know. Why don't you start things off by showing me these infamous teleprompters?"

[_sexpanther]

At the mention of him being presentable, Brian just nodded cooly, holding one side of his jacket color proudly. He was always prepared for the old fashion courting walk that the ladies seemed to dig, but her taking it so early, so calmly, and more importantly so dominantly gave him a moment of doubt. Not letting it phase him, he covered it up by pulling her a bit close with a grin, a guiding hand on her back, positioned exactly where her bra strap was. "How right you are. Alright, I'll show you the teleprompters

[bandaid_penny]

She had anticipated being shown off a little, even looked forward to it. You don't spend eight years of your life as a self-proclaimed groupie Band Aid and not learn to enjoy your stint on the leading man's arm. Of course, it occurred to Penny that his efforts in this area were almost too pronounced, as though he really wasn't used to walking alongside a woman who was genuinely pleased to be in his company. But she dismissed it as just part of his obviously flamboyant personality, and took everything in stride, smiling warmly at the people they passed and looking poised in spite of Brian's overly familiar touch on her back