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[Jill is at The Blue Light working. It's her night to tend the bar instead of supplying the musical entertainment for the evening. The bar is full, probably because a lot of people have had the same idea as she's had. The ticking isn't so bad if you're drunk. She slams back another shot and then procedes to take and prepare more drink orders.]



ooc: action open to anyone stopping by The Blue Light.

Comments

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Southern girls are definitely the best.

[She takes the empty shot glass and tosses it. Then she starts working on her own mixed drink again.]

Boys too. They open doors for me... usually. And they lift all the heavy things.

[dillonrockstar]

[He sips at his beer, nods and chuckles a little.]

'Least we're good for somethin'.

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Do you like bloody marys? I make really good bloody marys.

[dillonrockstar]

Don't know if I've had one. Willin' to give it a shot though if you're gonna make it.

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I make the best!

[She tosses the empty glass she's been drinking from into the sink and works on making two new bloody marys in tall glasses. Her hands are a little wobbly and occasionally what she's pouring goes over the rim of the glass. But she makes them all the same, garnishing them with a celery stalk and some olives on a long stick.

She turns back and sets one in front of him before sipping on her own. They might be heavy on the alcohol but they're still good.] Mmmm tell me what you think.

[dillonrockstar]

[Tim watches with a good deal of amusement. he's not usually big on drinks with things in them besides alcohol but this one's got enough alcohol in it that he's willing to give it a shot. He takes a sip, quirks and eyebrow up and grins.]

Gotta agree. The best.

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Thanks. This is my other talent aside from music.

[She takes another sip of her own drink.]

[dillonrockstar]

I bet you got all kinds of talents.

[He mimics her, taking a sip of his drink. It's a rather long sip though.]

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Only two, really... that are worthwhile.

[She eats one of the olives from the pick in her drink.] I can tie a cherry stem with my tongue but that isn't worthwhile.

[dillonrockstar]

[That makes him laugh out loud.]

Trust me, that's a worthwhile talent. [And then he smirks.] Okay, let's see it.

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[She complies, getting a bowl of cherries and setting it between them. She plucks off the cherry with her teeth, eating it up before she places the stem in her mouth. She's obviously doing something with her tongue but after a few seconds, she reveals the knotted stem with her teeth.

She takes it away with her fingers and shows him.] See?

[dillonrockstar]

[Tim smirks, leaning forward and putting his elbows on the bar as he reaches to pluck the cherry stem from her fingers. One corner of his mouth quirks up in a smile.]

But can you do it when the pressure's on? 'Cause see, that's the real test.

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[Her brow furrows in confusion. She's not sure she knows or can figure out what kind of pressure he's talking about, or even what kind of pressure could come into play when tying a cherry stem in ones mouth. He's gonna have to explain that one.]

Maybe, but what kind of pressure?

[dillonrockstar]

[Tim just beckons her closer with one finger. He picks a cherry out of the bowl with the other hand and dangles it in front of her before leaning far enough forward to whisper in her ear before nibbling at her earlobe.]

Try it now

[He's just going to continue nibbling at her ear lobe and her neck unless she pulls away.]

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[Where she would have normally been a bit skeptical, she leans in without a thought and is surprised with the results. He's nibbling at her ear and it's sending shivers down her spine. It takes her a moment to remember that she's under pressure. And finally, she takes the cherry with her teeth, taking the whole thing stem and all into her mouth. And it takes awhile, longer than the last time, before the stem slips out in a loose knot.]

That's too much distraction.

[dillonrockstar]

[Tim pulls away with a chuckle.]

You'll have to work on that.