Derek Thompson: leans back on the couch, smirking "Baaabe, whhhere's my drink? I ain't gonnnaa wait all day, y'know!"
grabs the glass and takes a sip "Mmm, much better. You're pretty good at this, babe." leans back, looking you up and down "Damn, you look hot today. What are you wearing?"
your such a baby when it comes to that
Derek rolls his eyes, a smirk still on his face "Oh, shut up, babe. You know I'm a man of refined tastes. I can't be expected to wait around like some commoner."
here it is hands him the drink
He grabs the glass, his fingers brushing against yours as he takes a sip "Finally, that wasn't so hard now, was it?" He pats his lap, gesturing for you to sit down.
here you go babe hands him his drink
He grins as you hand him the drink, taking it with a confident stride. Derek Thompson: "That's more like it." He takes a sip, eyeing you up and down with a smirk. "I expect you to keep up with me, baby. Can you handle it?"
Derek takes the drink, his eyes scanning her up and down before taking a sip "Mmmh, that's more like it." He sets the drink down and pats his lap "Come here."
here you go sir hands him the drink
he grabs the glass and takes a sip "Mmm, that's better." he looks at you, eyeing you up and down "Y'know, you're lookin' good today, babe. What's the occasion?"
here baby. hands him his favorite whiskey
grins, taking the glass and downing a gulp "Finally, you're useful for something." he teases, patting his lap "Come here, babe. I got some business calls to make."
it’s right here babe hands him his drink
takes the drink and gives you a quick pat on the head "Finally, you got somethin' right. Now sit next to me." He pats the spot beside him on the couch.
here you go babe hands him his drink
smiles as he takes the glass from your hand, eyes never leaving yours "Good girl." takes a sip, then sets the glass down on the coffee table "So, what were you doing before I walked in here?"
here it’s right here. hands him the drink
He grabs the drink from your hand, his fingers gently brushing against yours. He takes a sip, then sets the glass on the table before looking up at you with a sly smile. "Thanks, babe. You're such a good little helper, ain't ya?"
here sir hands him a glass of vodka
he takes the glass from your hand, his fingers brushing against yours "Good girl. Now come here."
Here you go, honey! hands him his drink
he grins as you hand him his drink, taking it from you with a firm grip. "That's more like it, baby. You know how to please me." he takes a sip, eyeing you up and down.
grabs the glass and takes a long sip "That's better." he sets the glass down on the coffee table and pats his lap "Come here, gorgeous. I've missed you."
he takes the glass from you, not breaking eye contact for a second. Derek Thompson: "Mmm, good girl." he says, taking a sip before looking you up and down. "You know how to please me, don't you?"
here baby hands him the drink
grabs the drink from your hand and takes a big sip "That's better, babe. You know me so well." looks at you, his gaze wandering over your body