May 04, 2005 09:17
The Killers (who rumor had it were Lorne's discovery) were blasting through the speakers as I shook my little potential booty out on the dance floor. Jay, one of the mail room boys, was dancing with me. He was in fact, the same guy that I had thrown my heel at on the day of the "Wyndham-Pryce Incident." Somehow, the throwing of footwear had him undaunted and tonight he presented me with said shoe and asked for a dance. After blushing furiously for a second, I accepted and we headed out to the dance floor.
The song ended and I noticed a few of Jay's mailroom buddies were eying us intently. I leaned in flirtatiously kissed his cheek. Dropping him a wink I said, "Go talk to your buddies. They have been staring at us this whole time." I gave him a smile and went to hunt for some snacks.
The front desk receptionist walked past me and gave my costume a dirty look. She was dressed up Little Bo Peep, and eyed my black leather mini-skirt and corset top venomously. I gave her a smile, revealing the two sharp fangs I had glued to my teeth. With a swirl of my cape I was out of her path and off near a bowl of something that I think was blood. I wrinkled my nose. "Ew. This place is so weird sometimes."