A club somewhere in DC, Sunday Night.

[dojima_hime]

It was loud, the lights were flashing, and they had managed to breeze right past the velvet rope once Dōjima had given the bouncer proper incentive.

It was perfect.

"What will you have?" she yelled over the din, winking at her accomplice.  "First round is on me."

[OOC:  NFB due to distance.  Partner-in-crime modded with permission, yo.]

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[raspberryturk]

"Paint thinner," Reno called back, grinning. Ah, lights and noise and gyrating bodies so thick you had to brush against one set of tits and ass just so that you could avoid accidentally elbowing another pair. His kind of place, really. "Probably the same for the second and third, too. Aimin' to make the gettin' there quick an' painless tonight."

The 'there', of course, being drunk enough to actually get on the floor and dance, as well. Reno was a dancer, sure. When he was a little more sloshed.

[dojima_hime]

Dōjima just laughed and shook her head at him before leaning over the bar to place their orders.

Better service was sometimes worth the price of cleavage.

"For shame," she scolded, passing him the drink. "Alcohol ought to be properly appreciated, Red. Someday, I'm going to sit you down, and make you sample something that won't rot your intestines after the first glass."

[raspberryturk]

Reno grinned that lopsided grin of his, lifting the glass in a bit of a salute before knocking it down.

"Takin' care of your guts is for people who actually care about their guts, Doji. I been through plenty of shit that was worse for me 'n doin' Everclear shots, yo."

[dojima_hime]

"Well, I'm not holding your head up while you worship the porcelain god, unless you ask very nicely," Yurika teased, toasting him with her vodka before knocking it back neatly and waving for more. "If you hurl in the limo, I'm going to be vexed."

[raspberryturk]

"Awww, but the pukin' afterward is half the fun, yo." Reno grinned and waved for another, himself. Because he was insane like that. "If it makes you feel batter at all, takes more'n a bit of booze to make me lose my constitution, anyhow."

It did. He was tough like that. And stupid.

"The limo's totally safe. Totally."

[dojima_hime]

"I'm not worried about your tolerance," she said dryly. "Just warning of you of the consequences, should the Everclear opt to revolt. Do you think I'd force a lightweight to try and keep up with me? I'm not that mean."

[raspberryturk]

"Ooooh, so that's why it was me you grabbed," Reno replied, as though it had actually taken him that long to figure it out. "This ain't about keepin' you from bein' stupid. You just want a drinkin' buddy to be stupid with."

Fortunately, Reno was a professional.

[dojima_hime]

"Someone has to keep me entertained while we sit in jail, waiting for them to run my credit card for bail," Dōjima quipped. "Besides, I need a dance partner."

[raspberryturk]

Reno had to laugh and stick out his tongue at that one.

"You know, I been meanin' to get arrested sometime, just to see what kinda joke they got here so far as jails go. If you're gonna get your ass hauled in, it had better be with me there. Learnin' experience, and all." A smirk. "See, I'm multipurpose, or whatever. Good partner in crime, and a safe dance partner to boot."

[dojima_hime]

"A mulipurpose Reno!" Dōjima laughed. "See, I knew what I was doing."

"I wouldn't know what the jails here are like, never been arrested in America," she admitted, taking another drink. "It was founded by Puritans or something, so they might not even let us sit together in a cell. Which would be lame."

[raspberryturk]

"Booooring," Reno agreed with a snort. "I mean, I get locked up in a cell like that, I'd probably have to bust out, like, right away. No point sittin' around collectin' mold, anyhow."

And down the hatch went shot number two. "On second thought, let's not get arrested. Sounds like a pain in the ass anyhow."

[dojima_hime]

"Good plan," Dōjima replied. "I vote for more drinking." Because really, that's why they were out.

"Drinking and dancing with my very own 'safe' Reno," she said sweetly, eyes dancing. "I'm going to be the envy of every girl here."

[raspberryturk]

That called for a thumbs-up and a wink, right there.

"Well, yeah," Reno agreed. "Any guy looks at you funny, I'll break his face, yo." Because he was good at breaking faces, and it was important to keep his best friend's girl safe from unwanted advances while Romeo was away. "That, and I'm hot."

Of course.

[dojima_hime]

"And any girl that tries the same with you, I pinch," Yurika laughed. "I'll have you know I pack a very mean pinch."

"Yes, Red, you're hot," she said, reaching over to pat him on the arm. "Lucky for you, your date isn't bad looking either." Modest, Dōjima was not. Ever.

[raspberryturk]

Honestly, there was just no fun in modesty, anyhow.

"See, I get all the good-lookin' girls," Reno mused. "I should be takin' pictures for Rude. 'And this one is my girlfriend. And this one is Romeo's girlfriend. But we go drinkin' together. She's a better drinkin' buddy'n you are. Your loss, yo.' I bet he'd love that, zoto."

He had certainly loved the photos of the girls in lingerie, after all.

[dojima_hime]

"'Romeo's girlfriend'? I don't get a name?" Dōjima sulked, sticking out her lower lip slightly. "If you're going to gloat, at least do it right."