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[ooc: Not entirely work safe. It is very suggestive. Feel free to talk to interact before, during or after the show. Just make note of it in the subject line.]

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Date: 2011-07-17 08:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com
[Derek really just came in for a drink and is surprised to see Lucy on stage. Beer in hand, he's grinning at her as she comes off stage after her show.]

Never said you had that kind of talent.

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Date: 2011-07-17 09:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
[She flips her hair over her shoulder. It's a wig and shrugs.]

Thanks. Buy a girl a drink?

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Date: 2011-07-17 09:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com
Name your poison, genius girl.

[He reaches over to pull her chair out for her so she can take a seat with him at the table]

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Date: 2011-07-17 10:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
[She sits down next to him, crossing her legs.]

Mint Julep. So did you enjoy the show?

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Date: 2011-07-17 10:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com
[Derek orders her a mint julep and then settles back in his seat.] Yeah it was pretty cabaret, like old style cabaret. And you obviously know what you're doing.

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Date: 2011-07-17 11:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
That's the best kind. I mean...it's sexy and it's fun and it's like all the foreplay. Who doesn't like foreplay?

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Date: 2011-07-17 09:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sempreadagio.livejournal.com
[How many drinks has she had? Five? Six? Seven? She's lost count. But the moment Lucy is done Jill is the girl at the bar screaming the loudest with a thunderous applause. What can she say? Alcohol makes her just that much more open and uninhibited.]

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Date: 2011-07-17 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
[Lucy knows that screaming. She comes off the stage, stopping at a couple of tables to say hi to 'customers' before heading to the bar.]

Having fun Jilly Bean?

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Date: 2011-07-17 09:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sempreadagio.livejournal.com
[Jill finishes her cranberry vodka sour off and asks the tender for the other one by leaning halfway over the bar and talking into his ear before sitting back on her stool. She nods emphatically at Lucy.]

This is me totally not being a lesbian but you look hot up there. When did you learn to dance like that?

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Date: 2011-07-17 10:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
[She laughs, lifts one shoulder and grin.] It's the stage lights.

Remember the class I took? It just sort of...came to me. [Which means it's probably a curse. Oh well.]

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Date: 2011-07-17 10:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sempreadagio.livejournal.com
No it isn't. I'd be totally washed out and pastey with the stage lights. It's just you. [She waves a hand at the stage, ever the number one fan of Lucy.] Plus that dancing was way more than that class. You have talent.

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Date: 2011-07-17 10:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
And I'm only half naked out there. [She waggles her eyebrows, teasing Jill and then orders a mint julep when the bartender comes back.]

[action.]

Date: 2011-07-17 09:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com
[Neil is working-- he has a stash to get rid of an money to make, so he's supposed to be focused on the crowd, looking for stupid kids on vacation and elite-types with more money than they know what to do with. But it's difficult not to get distracted by what's going on on-stage. Really difficult. So he catches the tail-end of the show, and lurks by the stage afterwards. Everybody needs a break now and then, right?]

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Date: 2011-07-17 10:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
[She catches sight of him lurking when she walks off the stage. She smiles at him as she reaches out, a hand going to his forearm. It's not hard to guess what he does judging by the way he's dressed.]

Enjoy the show?

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Date: 2011-07-18 02:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com
Sure did. [He pulls back the hood of his grey sweatshirt to get a better look at her, eyeliner-ringed eyes taking her in, less than discretely.] Quite the show.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 02:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
[Well she should hope he's looking. The pose-hand going to her hip, weight on her back foot so that her hip is cocked out, other foot pointed to show off her legs-is clearly staged for someone to look. One corner of Lucy's mouth quirks up in a grin. The eyeliner is a look and half of her kind of thinks he's rocking it.] That's what I was going for.

[She lets her mouth fall into a pout.] Buy a girl a drink? I've been on my feet all night long.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 03:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com
[He wasn't expecting that, but he'll sure as hell go with it. He places a hand on her back and starts guiding her towards the bar.] Sure thing. Could get ya something stronger, too, if you're interested.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 03:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
[Well that's interesting. She pegged him accurately at least. She lets him guide her toward the bar and orders a bourbon on the rocks.] How much stronger? And what's it going to cost me?

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 05:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com
Depends what you're into. And after a show like that, I think you've earned yourself a cut rate.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 02:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
[She grins at him, tongue touching the tip of her upper lip.]

Tonight just got a lot more fun.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 10:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com
[He gives her a devilish look.] You ever do cactus?

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 11:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
Unless you mean step on one of the prickly, pokey things, nope. Is it fun? You know if you roofie me, axe murder me and drop me out in the desert my boss will hunt you down and kill you, right?

[It's just a warning and an empty one but Jace and Cas might.]

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-19 03:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com
Don't worry, not gonna roofie you. Not my style.

It's amazing stuff. My best seller. Make sure you're not expected to go on stage for a while after you take it, though. 'Cause, after that, you're kiiiiinda not gonna.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-19 03:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
[Somehow, she believes him even with the guy liner.] Kinda not gonna in what way? And I'm done for the night.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-19 04:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com
Not gonna as in, you'll pretty much be out of your head. [He smirks.] Some people call it a religious experience.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-20 02:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com
[He gets an idea in this head now, and lays it out slowly, trying to play it cool.]

Y'know, I hardly even us, myself. Except on special occasions. But if you wanted some company on your trip, we could call it a special occasion and I'll waive the price completely.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-20 03:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
[A grin curves Lucy's lips and she arches an eyebrow.]

Let me change out of my costume.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 12:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
[Dulcie is watching from the wings, and gives Lucy the thumbs up as she leaves the stage.]

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 03:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
[Lucy gives Dulcie a big grin and waves at her. She stops at a couple of customer tables along the way, chit chatting before she finally reaches Dulcie's table with a half empty drink. She plops down in the seat next to her.]

Are you up pretty soon?

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 03:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
[Dulcie peeks down at Lucy's slightly insane heels.]

Jesus, lady. No wonder. I'm out of my stage shoes as soon as I'm done.

[She nudges Lucy with the toe of her Docs.]

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 06:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
[Lucy points her toes.] They're pretty and they make my legs look long. Besides, if I drink a little more I won't feel my feet.

[Big smile]

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 06:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
Fine, fine, I can take a hint.

[Dulcie slings an arm around Lucy's waist and walks them to the bar.]

Was that your last show tonight?

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 06:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
Yup. I'm a free bird the rest of the night. [She puts her arm around Dulcie's waist and leans against her as they walk to the bar.] You?

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 06:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
After my show's done at 11. Wanna meet me at The Leopard right after? I have tomorrow off and feel like celebrating.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 07:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
Sounds like a plan. I'm going to see if I can score us some good stuff.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 07:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
I knew there was a reason I kept you around!

[Dulcie gestures to the bartender for two of their usuals. She digs into her jacket pocket and pulls out a cigarette.]

Want one?

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-18 11:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
[Lucy wrinkles her nose and shakes her head.] No thanks. I can never get the smell out of my clothes.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-19 02:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
[Dulcie lights up and takes a long, happy drag.]

Fair enough. I just have to maintain my trademark singing voice.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-19 03:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
Maintain away. [She takes a sip of her drink.] Good crowd tonight.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-20 12:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
Not bad. No one came to my manager and complained about me spraying water on them.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-20 03:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
Always a good thing. I'd think they'd want to get wet. I mean come on.

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-20 03:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
I'm sure 50% of the audience was managing fine on their own, too.

[Modesty? What is this?]

(no subject)

Date: 2011-07-20 05:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com
At least.

[It's not necessary is what it is!]

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