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 Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:01 pm
:::Cora lets out an unrestained chuckle...she's gotten plenty more warm from that kamikaze in just the minute or two its been in her system. She follows Aimee out to the dance floor and doesn't hesitate this time to commence with 'shakin what the bio-engineer gave her':::
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:03 pm
*Max and Luke rest against the bar, surveying the club.* "What're you thinking, man?" *Luke asks.*
"Blonde over there, your two 'o clock."
*Luke's eyebrows raise appreciatively.* "Alright, nice presentation. She's got talent? Yeah. Yeah, she gets a solid 8. Maybe - maybe an 8.5."
*Max points with his beer bottle.* "********. Alright, five 'o clock."
*Luke looks, not seeing who he means.*
"Fish nets."
*Luke looks a girl clad in fish nets and high heels up and down.* "Fish nets. Could be kinky."
"Hey, bring it on, man."
*Luke laughs.* "Kinky works. Drink up, man. Liquid courage."
*Max frowns.* "I don't need liquid courage.* *kicks back his beer*
"Then go get it, man."
"I will."
"Alright."
"How bout you?"
*Luke grins.* "First come, first served."
"Go hard or go home."
*They go out onto the dance floor. Max goes for fish nets. Luke makes his way over to Cora and Aimee.*
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:07 pm
*Aimee looks to Luke, a devious smile in place. Luke raises his eyebrows. Words are unnecessary. They dance - but to be fair - no more or less provocatively than any one else around them.*
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:10 pm
:::Cora, who's been totally taken over by the dancing, doesn't even see Luke until he's next to her. She takes his wrist and begins to move him the way that she's moving, like how Aimee did to her when she was being taught how to dance...about half an hour ago:::
Dance with me! :::She laughed:::
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:15 pm
*Luke is pulled away from Aimee, and he flows with it, loving that he's in demand. He forgets that Cora's supposed to be his cousin. She's not - and for a moment, he starts to dance with her like she's not.*
*Before they dance that way long - Very familiar chords begin to play.*
OH MY GOD! *Luke shouts.* HOLY s**t!
SLIM!
*May I have your attention please?
May I have your attention please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here..
Y'all act like you never seen a white person before...*
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:22 pm
:::He's dancing, she's dancing... Cora's totally with it...:::
:::As Luke begins to say something, she realize that he's looking upward, like he's trying to hear:::
What is it...?
:::But in a moment of clarity, totally appart from the inebriation, a lightbulb goes off:::
Oh wow! Luke... I remember! Wad up!!! :::She shouts, over the music, even though they're way more close than they are far:::
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:25 pm
*Luke's laughing so hard that he's almost crying. His face is bright red.*
WHADDUP!
*When he sees the strange look he's getting from Aimee, he explains.* Aimee! She's the REAL SLIM SHADY!
*He says this as though it should make perfect sense.*
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:27 pm
*Aimee didn't understand. She shouts to Cora, close to her ear.* WHO ARE YOU?
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:31 pm
I'M SLIM!!!!
:::Cora shouts back at Aimee, quite proud of herself, and quite back to being tipsy:::
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:33 pm
*Aimee doubles over.* YOU'RE THE REAL SLIM SHADY?!
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:36 pm
YEAH!! :::then Cora lets out a whoop and continues to dance, harder than she had been the minute before:::
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:37 pm
*As if she's just had an epiphany.* All this time!! You're the real Slim Shady! The rest of us are all imitating! You need to stand up!
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:39 pm
*Luke pulls himself away.*
I'll be back! I'm getting another drink!
*Luke goes over to the bar. That familiar drunken buzz is taking over now. As he walks away, he smiles at the pretty girls, because they make him feel pleasantly male. And he smiles at any other girls too, because he's having a good time.*
*He sings along to the next rap song, not really knowing the words, not really caring that he doesn't.*
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 1:56 pm
:::Just then, a girl with pin-straight blonde hair, a sporty looking tan, and a well toned (not to mention exposed) tummy, spots Luke coming up towards the bar where she's perched. Her eyes light up, and she saunters over to walk by him casually. As she passes him, she puts her hand on his upper arm and pretend to be surprised:::
...Luke? Hey it's you! Remember me? Tiffany, Lisa's friend? We met when you were with that professor guy?
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2005 2:10 pm
*Luke looks up ... with a pleasant but surprised smile. That's right! He could hear Bard's reminder "Believe it like you believe you're gonna get laid Friday night." And Friday night it was...*
Hey, Tiffany. Yeah, of course - at the gym. *Luke worked and managed to look her right in the eyes.* What're you drinking?
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