Enchantment Under the Sea

[broken_brushes]

One thing I'd learned in my time on the island was that you could always count on people to lend a hand when you needed it. It had taken most of the day, but working together we'd managed to transform the rec center gym into something straight out of a Fifties flashback

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[not_the_s]

So he wasn't entirely sure how he'd been wrangled to the party by - and dressed by - Cassie. But she'd done it. And then, when she was done dressing him and had gone off on other projects, he went back to the clothes box. He couldn't help but remember Roxy clutching at his arm whenever John Travolta had come on the screen during Grease and he also couldn't help but wonder what Cassie's reaction could be.

Obviously, the box liked the idea and it gave him the clothes right away. Twenty minutes later, he was there looking at all the dresses and suits. He smoothed back his hair and started looking for Cassie.

[first_pink_lady]

With all the suits and poodle skirted cocktail dresses, Rizzo was reminded of nothing so much as one of her mother's stiflingly awful dinner parties, if all the guests had gotten dressed pickled. Thank god there was at least one handsome hunk in leather, or she just might slink off with a bottle of something strong as if it were one of those shindigs.

"I oughta give an award." Rizzo said, thumbing the familiar material on the guy's shoulder and smiling at him appreciatively. "Someone here worth lookin' at."

[not_the_s]

"Thaaaaaa--" Kon tried to be coherent, he really did, but when someone stepped out out of the damned movie and here was Rizzo, in her prime. Kon couldn't help but wonder if she was pregnant yet or not.

"Uhh." He flushed a little and grinned at her. "Thanks. I try. Good to know I succeed, sometimes, too."

[first_pink_lady]

So he was one of the flustered ones, was he? Rizzo's smile grew just a tad more wicked, and she drew her hand down the lapel of his leather jacket, letting her hand rest flat on his chest when it ended. "Oh? Big fella like you can't go down often." If there was just the slightest emphasis on the 'go down' then she really couldn't be blamed.

[not_the_s]

Flirting. Flirting he could do - used to be able to do - in his sleep. "Maybe not, but it's not the number that counts, but the intent behind it." It's not the size, but how you use it was another way that went.

[first_pink_lady]

"Intentions, huh? And what're yours, Tall, Dark and Handsome? Good," Her eyes flicked from his chest up to his eyes, lips curved and body leaned in towards his. "Or bad?"

[not_the_s]

"And if I said a little bit of both?" he teased.

[first_pink_lady]

"Then I guess I'd just have to find out for myself." She said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, tilting her head to the side and sliding her hand up his chest and over his shoulder. "But I gotta say, honey, I ain't so indecisive myself."

[not_the_s]

"Saying that I'm both isn't indecisive. Just accurate." Kon wrapped his arms around her waist. If she was going to be like that, he wasn't going to bother to ask her to dance. Besides. He already knew her answer was going to be yes.

[first_pink_lady]

"Not even gunna ask my name, huh?" She asked, teasing with a spark in her eyes, pressing up against him easily. "Guess I know which way you're leanin' right now."

[not_the_s]

"I don't know. I bet I can guess your name. I'm not entirely ignorant of the island gossip." He was, actually, but he knew who she was and this was the more polite way of saying it.

[first_pink_lady]

It wasn't the first time her reputation had preceeded her, and Patty's hushed 'that's the girl I was telling you about!' and the resulting giggles sprang to mind. "Guess it was only a matter of time before my reputation was shot here, too." She said, smiling as if proud of it while a part of her wondered what exactly was being said around the island about her.

[not_the_s]

Kon snorted. "If your reputation was shot, I wouldn't be here now. Apparently you haven't been here long enough to know that everyone knows everyone." Or that everyone seemed to be a television show, a comic, a book, or a movie. "At least it's a kind of six degrees."

[first_pink_lady]

It was nice to hear, whether or not it was true. "Guess I better start payin' attention to petty gossip, then, if it'll bring me more the likes of you." Thing was, she may recognize his face from around - a gal took notice of good looks - but she couldn't for the life of her remember his name if she'd ever heard it.

[not_the_s]

Kon's lips twitched. "Well, it's more a game of who knows who knows who." Or who knows what show, but that was a story for another day. He would have offered her his hand, but she was too close. "I'm Kon. Conner Kent." Both were true, really.

[first_pink_lady]

"Pleasure to meet ya," She tucked her arms around his neck, stetching her arms out to look up at him. "So are you gunna dance with me, Mister Kent?"