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Post by Evan McCallister on Oct 20, 2009 23:14:55 GMT -5
"Busy night. Now..where was I? Oh yeah...can I get you anything? Something to eat...a beer?"
"Yes, I see that. Busy night indeed..."
This meant that obviously, the shifter and his witch were doing very well. He could see why, the place was friendly - comforting, fun, and it had some gorgeous waitresses. His eyes were only for one however, and he had already decided she was his. He made sure of it, as he leaned forward and reached for her hand.
"I am hungry, just not for food."
He grinned toward her, but alas - she was working, he wasn't about to disrupt that on such a busy night. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze before he let go of it and tapped the polished wood of the bar casually.
"Beer sounds great. And some spicy chicken wings, with extra ranch dressing."
He might not of been hungry for food, but he had been known to pack away two dozen chicken wings in a single session.. and not even blink an eye.
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Post by Damian Stewert on Oct 21, 2009 18:25:10 GMT -5
"Sure"
Damian smiled at her when she took her hand and brought her to the dance floor. He wasn't the best dancer but he was pretty good. And with this women he could probably do anything. She was a wonderful dancer.
"I have to let you know. I am not that good."
Damian led her into a waltz and took her around the dance floor. Hoping he wasn't screwing up. He enjoyed dancing but he was better at guitar. And he hasn't played since he left Alicia.
"I hope I am not screwing this up much."
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