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[notapurpledino]

Barney was sitting at a booth, smug with himself. He'd infected the bar with 'Let's Go To The Mall', and so far, he's not gotten in any trouble for it.

Right now, he was watching the bar at large like a hawk for any eligible ladies. He still had a 'to-do list' to finish, after all.

[tiny tag: Barney Stinson

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[missginnytonic]

Ginny walks over with a smile.

"Hello."

[notapurpledino]

Barney smiles. "Why hello," he says. "I don't think I've had the pleasure."

[missginnytonic]

She offers a hand, and a smile "I'm Ginny"

[notapurpledino]

Barney shakes her hand. "Barney Stinson," he says. "I can definitely say we haven't met. I'd remember a face like yours."

[missginnytonic]

She smiles with a blush that goes clear to her ears. "I don't believe so. I'm from London."

[notapurpledino]

"I pegged you as a Brit," Barney says. "Something about the cheekbones. Won't you take a seat?"

[missginnytonic]

Ginny smiles and sits down. "Thank you. I would have figured the accent gave me away."

[notapurpledino]

"Oh, that too," Barney says. "But I learn a lot about faces in my line of work."

[missginnytonic]

"What is your work?"

[notapurpledino]

"Talent scout," Barney lies. "For a modeling agency. One of the best."

[missginnytonic]

Ginny smiles.

"Then you must be very important."

[notapurpledino]

"Oh, I don't like to brag," Barney says. "But yes, actually, I am."

[missginnytonic]

She smiles.

"That must be very good feeling to know you're needed."

[notapurpledino]

"You know, you've definitely got potential," Barney says. "Ever thought about modeling?"

[missginnytonic]

She smiles slowly.

"No one has ever asked. I have been to busy. Modeling what?"

[notapurpledino]

"Oh, swimsuits, lingerie, adult products," Barney says. "I cover a wide range of materials."