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Post by Candace Stewart on Jun 6, 2012 22:36:09 GMT -5
Best customers? She could have laughed right there. In a way it was a bit embarrasing... for what the barman really seemed to want to say was for his most drrunk customers. Still... it was refreshing, plus-- free booze! She nodded at the barman thankfully, and wondered how they had already finished one bottle so fast. It still felt as though she was on her second drink. The thoughts got pushed from her mind as Vancha spoke.
"hmmm, do we now?" she grinned, sneaky bastard. She wondered briefely what this player did for a living, since he seemed to be so well endowed, in more ways than one. "I'll do you one better---" she insisted, grabbing the glass he poured her, and gulping it down. "The minister happens to have gone home early..." she said innocently, perhaps it was that drink speaking, or maybe it was the devil himself? "somehow I dont think he'd miss his office all that much.."
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Post by Vancha Ayris on Jun 7, 2012 2:36:49 GMT -5
Vancha chuckled darkly and took down his shot. As the night went on, Vancha was beginning to like Candace more and more. He poured out another set of shot before speaking. "Well then..." He started, swirling the liquid in his glass. "What are we still doing here then?" He asked taking his shot. He rested his hand Omer the champagne bottle and shot bottle and rocked them from left to right. "I suppose we could take these with us... And have our own 'private party'..." He said grinning.
Vancha actually couldn't believe where this night appeared to be heading. Not only was he with a beautiful woman, but he could end up having some fun in the ministry of magic... Before he started work on Monday... Vancha stopped rocking the bottled and quickly poured out another set of shots for them both.
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Post by Candace Stewart on Jun 13, 2012 10:51:53 GMT -5
Candace grinned darkly. Who would have guessed that someone who began as a nuisance to her time would become such a good drinking buddy. A part of her conscience was telling her to go home, the selfish work ethic self. But the other part was battling with a fun night, despite the prospects of waking up the next day unbeknowst to it all. Screw it! She hopped on her feet.. but because she was feeling a bit tipsy, her hop turned into a stumble and she gripped desperately at the table to prevent herself from crashing into the floor. Once she regained her balance she reached for the newly poured drink and swallowed it down in one chug.
"what are you still sitting there for" she reiterated back at him, grinning at him mockingly. For someone who wanted to go he sure was slow at getting up...
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Post by Vancha Ayris on Jun 17, 2012 7:23:57 GMT -5
Vancha grinned. That was it. He didn't need to be told twice. He grabbed his last shot and downed it quickly before grabbing the bottles and one hand. He stood quickly and wavered a little bit before wrapping his free arm around Candace and leading her out of the bar. "Let's make tracks then..." He said. As they exited the pub he nodded his head at the barman in appreciation. This was a good bar. He'd definitely be coming here again. They walked out into the cold night air and Vancha tried to swiftly make his way to the ministry...with a happy woman in tow.
It wasn't working.
Vancha slowed up and decided they'd enjoy the night before disappearing into the phone box...
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