Who: Kara Thrace and Barney Stinson
Where: the hallways of the hotel, then...?
When: evening, after dinnertime
What: Just two people. Two innocent people. Oh, yeah right. Who are they kidding?
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Five little Cylons in the grass/Watch that Raptor light their ass )
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Still, that didn't fix the nagging fact that there was something off about Barney, and his flow was off. After some consideration, Barney had figured that everything was off because he didn't have a wingman. Sure, he was great by himself, but to be at the utmost awesome, a man needed his wingman, or more importantly, he needed a bro. There was almost nothing that could stop him from completing his quest to find a wingman.
'..Except for that..' Barney thought as he noticed a blonde woman running down the hallway. She seemed to be in shape, and not the scary butch-man type either. It'd been a while for Barney, and he figured it was time to see if he was as good alone as he remembered.
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"Evenin'," she offered to him as she continued. It was always a plus to have nice scenery during a workout. She could certainly appreciate.
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He turned and watched her pass by. Yes, it was as fun to watch her come as it was to watch her go. Once she got far enough, he decided that stopping her would be good. "Actually, you're the first person I've seen here in... a long stretch of time." He said, trying to get her back towards him. He was figuring he might try the no one else around trick. That one usually worked. It wasn't a shoe-in, but it had better results than the naked-man.
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Not necessarily.
She slowed even more and turned to look at the man again, checking him out ever-so-subtly. "You looking for someone in particular?"
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He was going to continue to badger her just a bit for as long as he could keep winning. Which of course, was right until the end, because Barney Stinson could. Not. Be. Stopped!
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She paused to pour herself another glass of ambrosia to supplement the shots she'd just taken. Come on, she wasn't just going to be drinking when she'd lost.
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"That! Even though it's customary for the one that placed the last bet to reveal their cards first."
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He handed the cards over to her and waited for her to deal out the next hand. He shivered for a moment as he felt the aftertaste of the alcohol. Wow, he almost needed a chaser for this stuff.
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He picked up his cards again and looked at Kara, waiting for her opening bet. His hand was utter trash, and he knew it. This wasn't looking good at all, but maybe the kitty would have something good, or whatever Triad players called the excess cards.
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He took a puff of his cigar while he took a peek at his cards. His hand was utter trash, and he knew it. Well, at least he hoped that the kitty would be forgiving to him, or whatever Triad players called the leftover cards.
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"One shot," she told him to start off the betting.
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"So," she said to him, grinning a bit flirtatiously around her cigar, "what do you do, back on Earth?"
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