|
Post by Jack Lupus on Jan 14, 2009 3:15:51 GMT -5
Frank swirled his drink idly, desperately ignoring Cass and Xander groping each other all over the bar next to him. They seemed to have recovered nicely from their last tiff, leaving him without an alpha to complain about Xander and humans with. He set his drink down, only to have it splashed all over his shirt as Cass leaned back against the bar.
“Great,” He grumbled, mainly to himself. “I’ll just go wash this off then.” He got up and headed towards the bathroom, bumping into a girl and spilling her drink all over himself.
“Again?” Frank snarled at the ceiling. “What’s with you today?”
|
|
|
Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Jan 14, 2009 3:27:02 GMT -5
"It's the shirt color." Patience said in a dry voice, taking a short step back to avoid stumbling when he ran smack into her. "That color is an affront to sighted people. God has sight." she frowned deeply at her dry martini, or the glass where it had been a minute ago. "Well, shit."
|
|
|
Post by Jack Lupus on Jan 14, 2009 3:32:38 GMT -5
Frank glanced down at his shirt- several shades darker since wet-, looking a little taken aback. Well, this would teach him to let Cass dress him. He fixed his face back into something resembling contempt before retorting.
“And what exactly are we trying to say with that outfit? ‘I f**k on the first date’?”
|
|
|
Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Jan 14, 2009 3:40:24 GMT -5
"Well, yeah, actually." Patience tilted her head slightly, an amused smile on her face. "See how many free drinks I get. "Speaking of...." she held her glass up. "You spilled mine, Cap'n. So care to stop staring at my mammaries and replace it?"
|
|
|
Post by Jack Lupus on Jan 14, 2009 3:43:56 GMT -5
“Depends.” Frank did the chivalrous thing and looked up from her chest, catching whiff of her – disappointingly- human scent. “You almost drunk enough to drag back to the cave?”
|
|
|
Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Jan 14, 2009 3:47:37 GMT -5
"You kidding? I've only had...." Patience finally looked away from him, her eyes going to the ceiling while she pretended to count. "Eight. Or ten. Not nine though. Why? You in the market for a way to kill time?" She looked back in his eyes, a small smirk on her face. He hadn't started stuttering or trying to run away, which was a pretty rare find
|
|
|
Post by Jack Lupus on Jan 14, 2009 3:54:15 GMT -5
Frank chuckled to himself about his little human joke for a few extra moments. It was a damn shame there wasn’t anyone around to appreciate his genius.
“Sorry, sugar,” Frank looked it, too, with his eyes wandering. “I don’t play well with bi-pe.“ Cass knocked over a barstool behind them and Frank grit his teeth.
“Fine. But you’re not getting anything over three bucks.”
|
|
|
Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Jan 14, 2009 4:01:31 GMT -5
"Hm, one of the Lycans they were talking about in the post office...." Patience's smile turned feral. "You'd think you'd be able to afford one tiny little drink....."
|
|
|
Post by Jack Lupus on Jan 14, 2009 4:07:16 GMT -5
“We’re the subject of small town gossip?” Frank let out a weary sigh. “How thrilling.” “I’ll buy you a beer.” He grinned suddenly, meeting her eyes. “If you ask real nice.”
|
|
|
Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Jan 14, 2009 4:14:19 GMT -5
"Small town beer? Thrilling." Patience let out a weary sigh. "Get me something good and dark before I start sucking my martini out of your godawful shirt."
|
|
|
Post by Jack Lupus on Jan 14, 2009 4:27:15 GMT -5
Frank glanced down at his shirt casually, weighing her offer. “Maybe later.”
“Grab us a table,” He shot a glare over his shoulder at his alpha. “Away from the bar.”
|
|
|
Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Jan 14, 2009 4:33:12 GMT -5
Patience shot a casual look over at the bar and smirked, raising an eyebrow at him. "Sister or ex? If it's both, I'm leaving now."
|
|
|
Post by Jack Lupus on Jan 14, 2009 4:35:38 GMT -5
“Table.” Frank growled through gritted teeth, trooping towards the bar. “I can’t wait to hear what the townies think of us.”
|
|
|
Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Jan 14, 2009 4:37:39 GMT -5
"Townies, huh?" Patience sat down at a high table a short ways away from the bar. "That what you call humans around here?"
|
|
|
Post by Jack Lupus on Jan 14, 2009 4:41:39 GMT -5
“That’s what I call the pig fuckers who live here.” Frank grinned viciously at the bar keep, ordering two Rolling Rocks before heading back to the table. “Humans get more…imaginative nicknames.”
|
|
|
Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Jan 14, 2009 4:43:35 GMT -5
"Ah, pig fuckers, I should have known." Patience nodded. "Well, as I don't f**k pigs, what would you call me?"
|
|
|
Post by Jack Lupus on Jan 14, 2009 4:52:47 GMT -5
Frank looked her over again, scratching at his chin before opening the beer and sliding it towards her. “Biped, if I was being polite. Ape, if I don’t get laid for the beer.”
|
|
|
Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Jan 14, 2009 4:55:26 GMT -5
"At least I don't piss on trees." Patience shrugged, obviously not too insulted. She took a swig of the beer before frowning at it. "This is pretty damn good.... especially for under 3 dollars."
|
|
|
Post by Jack Lupus on Jan 14, 2009 5:01:18 GMT -5
“That’s ‘cause it isn’t from here, yeah?” Frank took a gulp of his own. “Pennsylvania. And I prefer door handles, myself.”
He took another sip, raising an eyebrow at her. “Someone you know get themselves bitten?”
|
|
|
Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Jan 14, 2009 5:04:25 GMT -5
"I don't know anyone." Patience grinned slightly, draining her beer. "But I have a pretty good set of ears for gossip, ya'know?"
|
|