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   “Have I ever told you how much I looove that shade of lipstick on you?” He leans his head back, half in her lap and half on the floor with her legs bracing his sides. It’d be rather late on Helios, if the space station actually had a night cycle, (Jack believes that having the sunlight on all the time increases productivity), and Nisha had long since pulled him away from slaving over the paperwork on his desk for days on end. He has a pleasant buzz thanks to some Pandoran moonshine Nisha brought with her; that mixed with the gunslinger’s intoxicating company, makes for a very happy night for Handsome Jack.