Victor rolled his eyes playfully at her. "Knowing you, you'd probably attempt to play judge and jury too," he teased her, grabbing her and pulling her towards him. "Just so you wouldn't lose."

Ava smiled as he put an arm around her waist and pulled her closer. "You know me too well," she whispered, before pulling away again. She turned around this time and grinned at him challengingly.

"I'll take that as a compliment," he replied back with a smile. As she turned around, he noticed the challenge in her grin and eyes. "Uh oh. Now I'm scared... What's this great idea?"

Ava grinned and shrugged. "What idea?" she asked with a smile. "I don't know what you're talking about."
They were, afterall, only in some towels. And no, she didn't have dirty thoughts. Only innocent, fun ones.

Victor raised an eyebrow, unconvinced at her sudden innocent act. "Uh huh, sure you don't. I can see the challenging gleam in your eyes. So spill. What's the plan?"

Ava chuckled at that, as she passed by him, walking towards the bathroom's door. "It's nothing, gosh," she said. "You're being paranoid."

Victor raised his eyebrows at that, giving a slight chuckle. "I'm not being paranoid. Not in the slightest. Paranoia is bad for you and I happen to like my health." Seeing she was heading for the door he asked, "You're not getting dressed?"

She was just opening the door when he asked that. She raised an eyebrow and turned her eyes back to him, a smirk forming on her lips. "Would that be too disturbing for you, Doctor?" she asked innocently.

Victor shook his head. "Oh not at all. Rather it would give me an excellent chance to check out your fine female form," he replied with a slight smirk.

Ava chuckled, slightly rolling her eyes. "I am not naked, you perv," she joked. "There's still a huge towel around me."

Victor chuckled. "True. But that towel wouldn't that hard to get off you. And then I really would get to admire your female form," he teased.

Ava rolled her eyes, a smile always playing on her lips. "You are still a perv," she stated, heading out of the bathroom.

Victor gave a laugh. "You say it like it's such a bad thing," he told her, giving a mock pout.

Ava heard him saying that right as she closed the door. She smiled to herself and went into the living-room, passing a hand through her still wet hair.

A moment later Victor emerged, his eyes following her as she walked. "So...hot chocolate?" he asked her, giving his hair a shake.

Ava turned her eyes towards him and nodded with a smile. "Sure," she said. "And a movie?" she proposed.

Victor smiled. "Sounds perfect. What are you in the mood for?" he asked, preparing to make the hot chocolates. He watched her for a moment, before the milk-steaming stole his attention. "Anything but a chick-flick..."

Ava chuckled at that. "No," she said, shaking her head. "I am not that fond of chick-flicks actually." She glanced out the window. It was getting darker and the sky looked as if it was going to rain. She turned her eyes back to Victor, as a grin spread on her face. "How about a horror?" she asked.

"Rocky Horror," he joked, pouring the chocolate into mugs and topping with marshmallows. Coming up to her he handed one of them to her. "Horror sounds awesome," he told her with a smile. "Any reason for me to cuddle up to you."

Ava took the mug of hot chocolate, smiling up at him. "Exactly," she said with a chuckle, as a thunder was heard. It was like nature was creating atmosphere for that night. "So, what would it be?" she asked.

Victor gave a shrug. "Surprise me." He'd never thought his horror collection was very big, but obviously his friends had been leaving DVDs and adding to his collection.

She smiled and let her mug of chocolate on the small table in the living-room. "Okay then," she said, as she went to the place where she spotted many CDs and DVDs. She wrapped the big towel closer around her body. It was interesting how they were both going to see a movie only in some towels.
She looked between them, then picked one out. "Got it," she said, looking at Victor. "Nightmare on Elm Street," she grinned.

Victor nodded in appreciation. "Nice choice, Ava. That's a classic." He watched as she put the disc on and plonked himself down onto the couch, relxing. He patted a spot next to him, indicating for her to come sit there with him.

She smiled and made her way towards the couch. She sat down as well, passing a hand through her hair, as she pressed play. The lights in the living-room were off and outside it had already started to rain and thunder.

"I can't have picked better movie-watching weather," he said with a quiet chuckle. "Especially not for horror-movies," he added, his fingers stroking up her bare arm.