Well, that's true having all the dancers over without Paige would be a giant chocolate cake without the cream on top. Great, awesome even but missing just that little extra flair to finish it off. She was just too fun and useful to keep around, her threats had no power. "Damn you and your logic and reasonable points. But I'll find something I can use agaisnt you. Somehow."

Nope, even with her head clearer and thoughts less jumbled with Lust she couldn't think of anything she could take from the taller woman without punishing herself in the process. Seriously she was just too good at what she did for Skye to just stop including her.

The look on her friends face said it all, the idea of staying freaked her a little and she would come up with an excuse to leave. Poor dear, Skye just liked sleeping cuddled up to someone, it's not like she was asking her out or going on a date with her. It was purely platonic post sex snuggles. No deeper meaning. At all. Wait, did shopping together for underwear count as a date or a work outing?

Damn it was hard to know where lines lay when their jobs and their friendship willfully strode back and forth across them. "Of course dear, don't worry about it but the offer is always on the table. I can guarantee I have some pillows that would give you the best sleep you've ever had." Her arm went under her chest for added emphasis. Few people could resist that prospect for long, she'd come around eventually. Until then, Skye had plenty of people willing to cuddle up for a good nights sleep.

Also, yeah that was a fair point. Getting out of bed was hard enough on a night when Paige was in it, on a morning? God that would be impossible. "I don't know, I have a very big bath, there's all sorts of early morning prospects in there." A wink, a light laugh and a warm smile added into the mix was all she could muster anymore, she was knackered. She needed sleep.

Holding out her arms and going in for a hug, she gave Paige one last squeeze for the road, "Be safe on the way home sweetie, you know how bad the streets are getting nowadays." Too many people went missing and something about the feel of them was messing with her head. She liked to stay in touch with the vibe of it, old habits died hard after all.

Skye was stubborn, but she kept herself from pushing the matter. Sure, she nudged the matter around a little like a curious kitten, trying to entice Paige into changing her mind. Paige had no doubt the woman would be a comfortable sleeping partner, and the notion of starting the morning with shared bath time was admittedly tempting, but she was set in her opinion. Sharing a bed was an activity for schoolgirls and girlfriends. ”Quit trying to change my mind with fun ideas,” she replied with a roll of her eyes.

Finally dressed, Paige approached Skye and pulled her into a tight hug. She planted a kiss on the woman’s cheek; it was an acceptable way to give a farewell kiss to a friend without sharing one of those cute, tender goodbye kisses on the lips. They had their fun and it was time to call it a night.

It was still endearing to know Skye was concerned for her safety. She also had valid concerns; New York was not the kindest city at night, and safety felt less tangible for mutants, who were less likely to receive police aid and who occasionally just seemed to disappear. Skye had every reason to believe Paige was a mutant. Most people did, after all. Still, while she paraded around as a mutant, she had no physical tells, so she was likely just going to deal with all the still legitimate terrors a woman could face at night in the city.

”I’ll be careful and call a car,” she assured Skye, already pulling a phone from her purse as proof. ”I don’t want anything bad to happen; I have exciting shopping plans with a friend tomorrow.”

Paige motioned to pull away, but before she did, a wicked thought came to mind. She leaned back into Skye, pressing her lips against her lip and clinging lightly with her teeth as she sucked on the patch of skin. It would leave a small mark—nothing she could not cover up with makeup. They had to be presentable for the next work shift, but Paige could not help but enjoy one last parting shot. ”Ta ta, darling,” she said with a smile as she pulled away and walked victoriously out the door.

Grinning, she could imagine how much fun they'd have on a morning. They would get nothing actually done would they? Excuses to stay in would keep cropping up and by the time they noticed the sun would be down and well, they couldn't go out then. Far to late for shopping. As enjoyable as that sounded in her head, she did actually need to get those tights and a few knickknacks.

The kiss and cuddle combo helped though, hugging her 'conquests' was such a lovely way to end it. Too many people left far to reluctantly or got way to clingy after getting a full dose of Lust. Skye preferred leaving things amicably and while it was true snuggling up to a warm body for the night was preferable, she certainly wasn't going to pout at Paige much for wanting to keep certain lines firmly drawn. Much at least. A little pouting was of course needed.

Breathing a little sigh of relief, she was glad her friend wasn't risking it. She had first hand experience with some bad stuff on the street and it made her a little over protective of her companions. Most just saw it as endearing.

"Good, I would hate to be stood up after such an incredible night. I'd feel all used," the light, jokey tone was offset by the adorable little pouting she was doing. Which Paige immediately took full advantage of and gave her a little hickey.

"You're a snake woman! I'll get you for that tomorrow." Just when she'd been calmed down her motor was starting up again, the Lust in her system working it's magic again. Damn evil, wonderful woman. Throwing a couple of rounds of swearing after her, she finished with a more friendly, "Night Paige, see you tomorrow," before she stalked back to her bed and curled up under the covers.

If she could drift off in the next couple of hours it would be a miracle.