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[lvpd_sidle]

This is certainly not the first bachelorette party that has made its way into Chippendales. But it is perhaps the first one to have the club entirely focused upon it.

Sara walks in with the rest of the group, towing Ace by the hand. She smirks, looking around and admiring the eyecandy present.

"What would the bride like to drink?"

[OOC: Play as needed. I'm not certain how long I'll be on tonight.]

Comments

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace is just tipsy enough at this point to have no shame.
"Yes." She is getting married to the guy who... err... got creative at the toga party. She doesn't think he'll mind.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Even though she's blushing (that's gotten to be 'default mode' by now), Svava giggles and nods.

"Just think. He could conjour up that outfit-" She nods to one skimpy leather piece currently being worn by a dancer- "For himself to wear. ... Something like that. Yes."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace has a very good imagination.

Suddenly, it's entirely too hot in there.

"Oh, good Lord..."

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava just snickers.

"Need some paper to take notes? Or do you think you won't forget that idea?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Somehow? Don't think I'll forget. Mmm, no." Especially that whole pajama thing...

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

She giggles, and raises up her bottle of beer for a toast.

"Good memories, good imagination."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"And good use of black leather. Salute She clinks a shotglass against Svava's beer bottle, and downs it.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

"Skoll." Svava nods, and downs her drink.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

The result leaves Ace blinking.
"Whatever that was... was not what it was the shot before. Oooh, my poor dead brain cells..." Here, ogle the dancers going by. Much better.