[ OPEN LOG] [oh yes, it's ladies night and the feeling's right ]

[behisgirlfriday]

WHO: behisgirlfriday, youmakemesmall, gamma_bitch and OPEN
WHERE: In a bar!
WHEN: LADIES NIGHT
WARNINGS: Pepper is totally going to be crying on a gay man with a goatee by the end of the night
SUMMARY: LADIES NIGHT
FORMAT: Quicklog

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[youmakemesmall]

[So maybe it wasn't the classiest of bars but they dollar shots! No wonder it looked like it was crawling with college kids. If one of them dared call her "ma'am", shit was going to get real, very quickly. Jan wasn't even thirty and some young Sarah Michelle Felicity thing wearing jeans so low she was practically flashing her tampon dared to--

No. She was out to relax.

More importantly, make Pepper relax so she didn't have a nervous breakdown.]

Stop looking so depressed! Let me buy you a drink.

[gamma_bitch]

Yeah Pepper, if I can manage to chill out so can you.

[This was the first time Betty's been out of Bruce's lab facility since the incident with Norman. She was STILL concerned about being arrested if she was recognized but Jan had been so very persuasive...

She was managing to have fun so far. Could be that she'd had three shots of tequila and wasn't even tipsy yet...]

[behisgirlfriday]

I'm not depressed! I'm at a perfectly healthy level of function, thank you. [ this said as she downs her second drink of the past fifteen minutes, of course. She's starting to feel better, less worried about life at large and the fact that she's had to deal with her first holiday alone (and convince Tony that she wasn't upset) ]

[youmakemesmall]

[Janet is actually not drinking. She's giving her liver a little bit of a rest since she had been hitting the bottle a little too easily lately. She'll be the designated walker.]

If denial is perfectly healthy. Come on, Pepper. You have NO life outside of the office. As someone who spends 10 hours a day stuck in a lab, trust me, I know.

You need a man. Seriously.

[gamma_bitch]

[Betty nods, downing another shot]

Either an assistant or a booty call, or both.

[She thinks about making a crack about Tony but keeps it to herself. She also eyes up the round of beer pong across the room.]

God, those guys SUCK. I haven't been in college in 15 years and I could still do better.....

[behisgirlfriday]

You, uh, [ she lifts her glass to Betty, arching an eyebrow ] you should slow down a little, Miss Ross.

And I don't need an assistant, and a booty call? Come on. I'm an adult. I've outgrown that phase.

[youmakemesmall]

If you think they're doing it wrong, Betty, go show them who's boss.

[Jan accidentally catches the gaze of a young man who couldn't have been more than twenty tops. Oh gross. Frat boy alert.]

What about going on a date? Meeting a guy who, you know, is kind of... normal.

[gamma_bitch]

[Betty shakes her head at Pepper.]

Hulk metabolism honey, I'm the most expensive drunk in the room tonight.

[She eyes up the beer pong table some more]

Okay you know what? Yeah. I can't watch this stupidity anymore. Be right back, just let me show them up for a few rounds.

[She orders a beer and saunters off to join the frat kids around the beer pong table, shoving a stumbling one aside and taking the ping pong balls from him with a snort and a few sharp words about learning to aim]

[behisgirlfriday]

Is she really going to go play beer pong? She's really going to go play beer pong. [ Pepper shakes her head, motioning at the bartender and fumbling in her purse for more cash ]

This is why I don't go to bars. I only go home with hangovers and disappointment.

[youmakemesmall]

Yeah. She's really going to. This can only end in tears.

[Jan puts her hand over Pepper's and pays for her next drink. It's the least she can do.]

Better than going home with a stranger?

[gamma_bitch]

[Betty kicks ASS at beer pong, and frat boys have never seen a 30+ drink like she does, she's sounding a bit like she might actually be getting tispy by round three]

[behisgirlfriday]

[ By the time Betty is done humiliating the frat boys, Pepper has plowed her way through another drink. It's a vodka martini, which reminds her of---surprise---Tony. Not the future!Tony of this place, though, but the Tony back home who still drinks dangerously and moons after busty Asian women. He might be rougher around the edges, but he's so certainly human that Pepper kind of misses him. She explains as much to Jan, punctuated by hand motions and two napkin diagrams ]

[youmakemesmall]

[Jan is helping Pepper refold her napkins. She's kind of good at this kind of thing.]

Pepper, if her breasts really looked that way, she would have to be sporting that Madonna cone bra.

And you know, there ARE other men out there. A lot of other men! Men that are just as good, if not BETTER than Tony Stark!

[gamma_bitch]

[Betty comes back over to join the girls, two frat boys following her like lost puppies. One of them leans on the bar next to her as she takes her seat back.]

C'mon babe, lemme buy you a drink or something.

[Betty laughs]

Okay, A) don't ever call me babe, B) I am way too old for you and C) I can pay for my own drinks. Shoo.

[She waves her hand at him like she's dismissing a servant or something. The first guy wanders off, the second though ignores her to lean down between Jan and Pepper, his arms around their shoulders]

Well maybe you two ladies are friendlier?

[behisgirlfriday]

[ she shoots the man a look, her lip curling. She can smell the PBR and douche-baggery on him, though the cheap cologne he's swimming in makes it difficult to pick that particular scent out. Pepper very purposefully peels his fingers off her shoulder one by one ]

Do you want to know who taught me self defense?

[ her lips purse into a fine line ]

Captain America taught me self defense. So. Back off.