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[alien_isabel]

Isabel is in the bar with her serving tray, ready to help anyone in need (well except those she's not allowed to now). She wears a happy dreamy smile. Wonder who she's thinking about. She looks at a note on her tray and reads carefully. Aw, nice note.

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[henry_jones_jr]

Indy stumbles back into the bar through the lake door, glaring at the top step as if it was to blame for his nearly embarassing fall. Thankfully nobody seemed to notice his trip however.

He looks upstairs. He looks to the bar.

He heads for the bar, catching Isabel's arm clumsily as they pass each other. A few glasses on her tray teeter, dangerously close to falling as she is knocked off balance.

[alien_isabel]

"Whoa there buddy." She sets the tray on the bar and grabs him with both hands, attempting to steady him.

[henry_jones_jr]

But Indy is quite steady. His arms are reaching for Isabel to stop her from falling as it turns out. Hence they end up with their hands clutching at each other, neither one really requiring the support.

"Oof... sorry, please excuse me," he apologizes quickly.

[alien_isabel]

Isabel pulls back, glancing around. Hey wait, she knows this guy. Holy cow, it was Indiana Jones. How cool! She'd helped him last night but still...nonetheless, she didn't think the boyfriend would appreciate this at all. "Not a problem. Is there something I can get for you?"

[notinthefett]

And the question of the moment? What do you do when you glance over and see your girlfriend talking to Indiana Jones?

Well, Warren gawks.

[alien_isabel]

Isabel finishes her conversation with Indy and spots Warren. Smiling she walks over to him and hugs him tightly, then plants a kiss on the tip of his nose. "Hey sexy man."

[notinthefett]

Warren's still goggling.

"Was that...Indiana Jones? Or just Harrison Ford?"

[alien_isabel]

"No that was Indiana Jones."

She giggles a little, looking at him.

"He thinks I'm hot and that you must be one lucky guy."