Snippet #2238585

Bianca

I set my shot glass of Vodka down and looked to the woman who had spoken. With a quick glance I could tell something was different about this girl; I'm not too sure what, but she had a vibe that definitely stated she wasn't like anybody else. I smiled kindly at her, "It is indeed, the sun is asleep and danger looms the air." Though what I said didn't really make sense even to me, I didn't care because it was too late to take it back. So I just went along with it.

The booming music played over head making it hard to talk or listen, but yelling helped, as was everyone else doing who was trying to have a somewhat conversation with somebody, "Is that your way of asking me to dance?"

Patrick MacEvoy

I finished drinking the rest of my beer, set it down on the table and walked over to the Scion, holding out my hand with a very gentlemanly fashion. I mean why not play it up a bit, most of what happens in here isn't going to leave this place and drip into my real life.

"Not at all," I said, a slight Irish twinge to my words, from what I picked up from my ma, "Ya must be tired from all that attention. Mind if I buy ya something to cool down?" It really wasn't meant to be a pick-up line, though I realized that after I said it that it must have come off as such, especially in a place like this where flirting and pick-up lines were part of everyone's conversation. I helped the guy down from the stage and made a couple steps that would invite him to come sit with, though I tried to make sure that I seemed more friendly than imposing.