what if we could. [open]

[whiteabsolution]

A very petite strawberry blonde is thumbing through a magazine the bar had just given her when she complained of a lack of good clothing in her wardrobe. Posh. Sugar is trying her best to decipher the names of these designers, only being well bought with the local dress makers on Greek Street. Inside her head she was wondering who in the bloody

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[not_british]

"I know you," Chase says, coming up behind her, eying the magazine in her hands with the faintest of smiles.

[whiteabsolution]

"I know you too." Sugar says in response with a small smile, glancing over her shoulder. "Chase."

[not_british]

He nods, moving to take the seat beside her. "So, how have you been?" he asks.

[whiteabsolution]

Closing the magazine, she pushes it away from her, the names of those designers were staring to hurt her head. "I've been fine. How about yourself?" Sipping on her water a little.

[not_british]

"Not bad," he answers. "I haven't been back to this place in a while -- did you know there's a party going on outside? That was news to me."

[whiteabsolution]

"A party? I didn't know either. I was trying my damnedness to decipher designer names. I didn't realize." Sugar glaces at the door the back to Chase. "I haven't been here in a while either."

[not_british]

"Designer names, huh?" Chase says, vaguely interested. He isn't exactly a designer type of guy himself, judging by the shirt and tie combinations he chooses to work everyday. "What for?"

As for that party, well... "Yeah, I can't say I'm exactly much of a party-goer these days."

[whiteabsolution]

Sugar looked at her dress, it was ratty and she needed a change. "Need I say more?" Besides, the corset was starting to annoy the bloody hell out of her, she wiggled in her seat. "I haven't been to many parties."

[not_british]

"Parties can get pretty out of hand," Chase admits with a slight shrug. "Depends on the kind you go to. This one doesn't seem so bad -- it's more of a tropical luau or something. Not as strange as some of the ones I've been to."

He pauses.

"And your dress isn't so bad," he adds. But hey. What does he know?

[whiteabsolution]

"Thanks." She smiles at his compliment, picking up the magazine again to show him a dress she liked the most. "What do you think of this?" Pointing to a dress, she might even get it, if she had a good event to wear it to..like a date.

[not_british]

You're asking the wrong person, Sugar. Chase knows nothing about fashion. Doesn't mean he can't lie, though!

He merely nods, feigning interest. "It seems all right," he remarks. "Pretty."

[whiteabsolution]

She giggles at his 'pretty' comment, looking at the dress with a bit more interest now. "You're cute when you try to act like you know about fashion." Sugar smiles, tearing out the page and putting it on the bar.

[not_british]

Chase clears his throat, shifting a little. "Well, I couldn't very well tell you I have no idea what to say, could I?" he says with a half-smirk.

[whiteabsolution]

Sugar grins, sipping her water a bit coyly. "I could tell by your lack of coordination in tie and shirt."

[not_british]

Chase goes :O!

But it's true, even if Chase himself may not particularly think he's that lacking in...coordinating shirts and ties. At least he doesn't dress like Foreman. Or something.

"Well, it's...the only clean tie and shirt I have today," he says, quickly.

[whiteabsolution]

"It's cute. I think you just need a womans eye." Sugar nudges his shoulder with a small laugh.