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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:24 pm
Looks at Hartley..
"So far it's okay"
Looks at Selene and points to a sign
"No outside vendors... though I never thought I would see you with a chef's hat rofl "
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:25 pm
::Gapes at Selene's jiggles::
Oh my God...last time I was in here...did I grab that?
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:27 pm
Don't worry Cass. I'm not selling any food. wink wink
Although by the looks of it, I picked the wrong time to show up...
*glares at Hartley and the otherwise lack of potential bidders*
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:28 pm
*walks in, blowing out a lungful of cigarette smoke*
Ladies. Gents. Piper.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:29 pm
No, you only tried... I'd forgotten about my a**' effects on you though... Maybe I can get some bids after all!
*evil laughter and butt jiggling*
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:31 pm
::Facepalms::
Look, I was really drunk that night, and I get grabby when I'm drunk. I got to second base with Jean Grey one night. I think I'm lucky she found it hilarious.
Anyways, I apologize if I overstepped my bounds. Your butt is very nice....and oddly hypnotic....but not one that I want a couple handfuls of handy.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:32 pm
You really oughta get over that, Rathaway. It's not healthy to dwell on your past, see?
*takes a drag from his cigarette as he sits down at a nearby table*
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:34 pm
No problem, Mr. Rathaway.
*glares at Cassie* We'd like all the pink lemonade UV vodka you've got. twisted
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:35 pm
You and my therapist should meet up, Lawton.
::leans against the bar::
I've been investigating the property vanishings. So far, I can't see any link between them.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:37 pm
*swaggers up next to Selene*
Evening, cheeka. Looking good...
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:40 pm
Evening, O persistent jedi. Placed a bid on me yet?
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:42 pm
*grins*
Maybe. And I ain't a Jedi. They're a bit too goody goody for me.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:43 pm
Oh God, the Bachelor Auction...
::heads over to the sheet up on the Bistro's cork board::
Yup. Achilles, with an offer to drop trou as his incentive.
*sighs*
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:48 pm
Hartley Rathaway Oh God, the Bachelor Auction...
::heads over to the sheet up on the Bistro's cork board::
Yup. Achilles, with an offer to drop trou as his incentive.
*sighs* Oh don't act so shocked... xd
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