Wait out the storm in Watersong... (Open!)

[asharpertongue]

Lara watched the weather closely. Looked like it was going to be a rough night. The storm had swept in a little further down the coast and it was headed their way. The bar wasn't completely full but storms either cleared out the patrons or brought them. Judging by the steadily building trickle, this was a 'bring them in' kind of night.



Stepping behind the bar, Lara grinned at Michael. "Might be busy. Better get some vodka on ice...I think snowy cocktails are going to be in demand tonight." Michael only grunted and sighed in a put upon way. She laughed and went back to her stool at the end of the bar looking out over the filling dancefloor.



[ooc: feel free to pitch up and enjoy the storm!]

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[asharpertongue]

"No. You're too good looking to be in my club. You're going to run off all my peoples clients." Lara said, grinning as she sat on the stool next to him and crossed her legs. "Oh how I wish I could lure you away from your day job." She held his chin in her thumb and forefinger and examined his face before making a disgusted noise. "Ug. Too much." Winking she took the drink her barman handed her. "Felt like partying the storm away?"

[davin]

Davin laughs a little and raises an eyebrow as she takes his chin, blushing slightly as she compliments him. "Now what d'you want? Must be somethin' big for ya t'blow that much smoke."

He winks and turns to face her, nodding and resting his elbow on the bar. "Somethin' like that. Nice of ya t'open the place up. Ya got a place for me downstairs if the storm gets too bad?"

[asharpertongue]

"I want nothing but the pleasure of your company." Lara said, lifting her chin and pretending to be affronted for a second before dropping the act and giving him a kiss on the cheek. "And of course there's a place for you. The basement is really comfortable if you stack the boxes just so. Of course i'll be staying upstairs in the suite but you can take the basement if you really want." She grinned cheekily.

[davin]

"I meant down in Heart o' Gold," Davin says with a smile, but it slips from his face when he realizes that Owen could be here somewhere. He looks around with wide eyes and relaxes, just slightly, when he doesn't see him. At least not in the immediate area.

He wipes the troubled look from his face and gives Lara a smirk, turning to lean back against her chest, head resting against the top of her shoulder as he looks up at her and bats his thick eyelashes. "But I s'pose I can join ya in the suite. You an' Levi can be the meat in a nice, hot Davin sandwich."