Lance: Good morning Selene. //he said opening up the dishwasher to
start putting glasses up/ How was your evening? You went home early
yesterday? //he asked while drying off glasses with a white rag
Charlotte walks inside to the club, "Hello, is this club the club
known as Red Velvet Club?", as she enters to see the surroundings
of the Red Velvet Club.
Cody on the other hand, enters the club in a shy manner, "Um, is
this the Red Velvet Club because I am here to see how it will
look". Cody gulped.
//Gonna have Dylan know Marianna bc I can't flirt :'D
"Right, just ditching you 'cuz I gotta work." Kelly scoffed, and
strided towards Lance. "Popular with the ladies, eh?" She
joked.
"Why are you all alone Marianna? Here's a better question to ask
you: Would it kill you to hang out with me?" Dylan asked after
sitting down besides her.
Scrounge wrinkled up her nose. "Only my old man calls me that-" she
murmured, before leaning further onto the counter. She made another
face as she remembered. "Yeah! So get this- I'm just bringing
people their food 'n junk, and this drunk dude just totally barfs
on me! Like, what the hell, right? Anyway, luckily for me, I got
Helen to cover the rest of my shift. No way did I wanna stick
around any longer-" she rambled on, seemingly forgetting her
tiredness. She turned to Kelly. "Huh? What-"
(EDIT: SCREAMS BC I'M SLOW TO REPLY RIP ME)
Marianna blinked, looking at the two newbies who entered. That's
what it says on the sign outside, ain't it?" She muttered, lighting
up a cigarette. "Why would you even come in, if you weren't sure?"
She turned to Dylan as he sat down. "I dunno- would it kill 'ya to
give me some space? I'm very popular, I get very little 'me time'"
she said, crossing her legs.
Charlotte begins to speak, "I'm here because I want to get away
from the craziness in Unova, I just want to see the excitement of
the music and everything else", she then turned to the
Galvantula.
Cody took a step back, "What? I'm here because I want to make
friends, and yet if you can tell by the Miss Mienshao on my right,
I want to see the music and also some well dancing".
Marianna tilted her head. "Well, I guess if you're looking for good
music, you've definitely found the place. Dunno 'bout dancing- I'm
all left feet, myself." She murmured, sipping her drink until she
finished, and slurping it loudly until she was sure there wasn't
any left.
Lance: Ahh i see. Thats disgusting and a bit understandable. //he
said, scratching his scruffy chin/ Quite a few drunk women have
tried hitting on me the past few nights. They were begging me for
free drinks and uhh....taste tests. //his face turned red in
embarrassment/ And not shots of alcohol either. Thats my disgusting
highlight.
Scrounge nodded in sympathy, with a small frown.. "Drunk people
really suck. I haven't been hit on or groped in the last few months
though- I think people heard about me breaking that one guy's
nose-" she muttered, feeling a bit of anger at the memory. She
reached over and touched his face. "Looks like someone forgot to
shaaaave~" she hummed.
Lance: //he groaned/ Shut uppp. I know i did. I woke up a bit late
and didnt get to. But does it look good?? //he asked angling his
face a bit/ I've been told before.
She pulled her hand back. "U-uh, yeah. It does, actually." She
coughed into her hand. "Like, you have this whole, 'thing' going on
for you.." she mumbled, her ears twitching.