The fact that Jack had told him to keep out of his territory really didn't mean much to John, and if he was keeping a low profile, it wasn't because he was afraid the other man or anything. It was simply because he felt like it. Anyone who suggested otherwise was likely to get a bullet in the leg.
Leaning over the bar he ordered himself a drink, his eyes wandering over the other patrons until they eventually landed on one of the most beautiful beings he'd ever seen. Wetting his lips he quickly ordered another drink. Something sweet this time, deep red with some sort of fruit wedged onto the side of the glass.
Tossing a few credits on the counter, he carried it over, holding it out in offering as he approached her. "You look like you could use one," he said, offering his best smile.
Phedre looked up at him. His timing was fortuitous as she'd just pushed her empty glass away. And though she usually limited herself to one drink on nights she may be working, the drink he handed her was appealing, and she certainly didn't want to be rude.
"You're very observant," she said, taking it with a grateful smile and then taking a sip. It tasted strong and sweet, and left a slight redness to her lips.
"Have a seat," she offered, crossing her legs towards the stool beside her.
He was handsome, and had a nice smile, and she found the way that he was dressed appealing. As far as first impressions went, the night was looking up.
John sat down casually, letting his eyes roam over her without looking too pervy. "Nice dress," he said, sipping his own drink and smiling again.
"So, what's the matter beautiful? You look like someone's just stepped all over your heart," he observed, putting on his most earnest voice and offering his best concerned look.
Phedre laughed. "I most certainly do not," she assured him, her voice light and teasing. She hoped that she sounded convincing, for truly she was mortified that he had read her so well. It was unprofessional.
"I can assure you, sir, that heartache is one problem that never plagues me."
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Leaning over the bar he ordered himself a drink, his eyes wandering over the other patrons until they eventually landed on one of the most beautiful beings he'd ever seen. Wetting his lips he quickly ordered another drink. Something sweet this time, deep red with some sort of fruit wedged onto the side of the glass.
Tossing a few credits on the counter, he carried it over, holding it out in offering as he approached her. "You look like you could use one," he said, offering his best smile.
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"You're very observant," she said, taking it with a grateful smile and then taking a sip. It tasted strong and sweet, and left a slight redness to her lips.
"Have a seat," she offered, crossing her legs towards the stool beside her.
He was handsome, and had a nice smile, and she found the way that he was dressed appealing. As far as first impressions went, the night was looking up.
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"So, what's the matter beautiful? You look like someone's just stepped all over your heart," he observed, putting on his most earnest voice and offering his best concerned look.
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"I can assure you, sir, that heartache is one problem that never plagues me."
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