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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.]

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[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"As well he should," she smirks, her head tilting to the side as she stares at the guy.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Got a replacement for Mr. Sensitive already?" Ace smirks, and runs an appraising gaze over the...err... performer.
"Definitely a trade up..."

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"Actually," she grins and then leans over to whisper in Ace's ear.


. . .where better is a measurement of size.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace slides down a little in her chair.
"I didn't need to know that. Gods, I have to see him in the bar, you know." Blushing already, Ace? Tsk.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"I can make this a lot worse for you, you know."

And before Ace can reply, Claire waves that particular dancer over to their table. She pulls out some cash and says, "My friend's getting married tomorrow, but she'd like a special dance tonight, if you don't mind."

She's grinning wickedly as the man starts to dance verrrrry close to Ace. Although, to be fair, she is trying her best not to look too closely.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace was blushing before. Now she's approximating a beet. She really can't help but look - he's right there, there's no where else to look.

...

Nice view though. Mmm.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

Click. Click. Click.

Claire's careful to look at Ace's face when she snaps the pictures, and not the man gyrating in front of her.

Except some of him keeps making it in the frame.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

It's a picture of embarassment, appreciation, and a bit of 'Claire, I'm going to get you for this later'.

...

The man could probably lift weights with his butt. Sheeesh.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

Don't give Claire ideas or she'll ask him if he can.

The man continues his dance and Claire reaches out tentatively to slip some money in his g-string. She hopes no one ever hears about this.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace is about to give Claire another 'Stop encouraging him!' glare, when he does that little shimmy thing. So very close, it's hard to miss the implications.

...

She's getting married. Not dying. Yum.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

Click. Tim will probably be inetrested in that picture most.

Another round of shots appears, another one is switched for Ace's drink. Claire is sneaky like that. And hopefully Ace is too tipsy to notice.


As the dance comes to an End, Claire pays him with a grateful smile.

To Ace she says, "See? My bets are fun for everyone."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"I'm stealing your camera." Ace informs the tricksy blonde, and downs the drink at her elbow. Then she eyes the empty shotglass. That wasn't chocolate alcohol.
"Huh. I keep drinking someone else's drinks." She shrugs. No one's complained yet.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

The camera is now in her purse. Which is in her lap. Ha!


"Hm, that's weird," She says, grinning. "Are you having a good time, Ace?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Funny. That guy was in Ace's lap.

"I am. Think I'm going to have to drink that Dalek-guts hangover cure when I get back, but oh well."

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

Heh.


"It's a worthy cause," she grins.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Most definitely. Remind me of that when I'm getting up the nerve to drink the stuff." And she pauses to whistle when the music changes for a new act. Might as well get into the spirit of the thing.
"You know, I should reciprocate. What with you being the maid of honor and all." Ace nods sagely.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"Oh, no. Being maid of honor is gift enough," she hedges.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Hardly. No, I need a way to fully show my appreciation..." She begins to keep a lookout for dancers with long blond hair.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"But, really. You're my friend. That's all the thanks I need." Claire sinks into her chair, trying to disappear. Maybe it'll work?

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Oooh look, there's one! Ace beckons.
"Don't be silly. It's the least I can do." Because there are certainly worse things...

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

Er, like?


"Ace," she hisses as the man approaches."You've done so much already. This? Not necessary."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

.... She could ask for a private room.

"So modest. No, there's no way I can fully repay you. You must let me do this one little thing." She's trying very hard not to snicker.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

The mun chokes.


"It's not little," Claire says out of the corner of her mouth. "I mean the gesture. This is a big gesture. A big unnecessary gesture."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Bwah ha ha

"Suuuure you mean the gesture. I get it." She hands over some cash to the approaching dancer. "Sorry, she's chronically shy. For your troubles, mate." She gets a wink and a grin for that, as he sashays off.

"Don't ever say I never do anything for you."

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"Wouldn't dream of it," she grins, relieved that she isn't going to be the victim of choreographed thrusting. She gives her (tipsy) friend a quick hug. "Thanks for being my friend, Ace."