[Whoever happens to be wandering the beach, they may run into/over Nice - wearing
far less than usual with her hair pulled back into a short ponytail, she's quite happily lying on her front, reading a magazine. She loved these plots; lazy hours in the sun, new clothes, new shops to lift said clothes from, limitless food and enough alcohol to sink a
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It's hotter 'n the afternoons in Texas out here, Pardner.
[He smirks and glances down at her.]
But that don't seem to bother you none, does it?
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You kiddin'? I love th'sun - we don't always get a whole lot of it back home in Chicago, so when it's out, I'mm all for a little R'n'R~
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[Jake nods in appreciation.]
Heard quite a bit about that there city, Pardner.
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Well, that's where I came from before th'Author grabbed me. Originally I'm from Brooklyn~
It's a great city though - whatcha heard~?
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He notices Nice's alcohol supply...in belief that it's a giant water supply. He jogs over to Nice and points at the bottles.]
....MIND...PASSING...ME.... SOME.... OF.... THOSE? [/PANTPANT]
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Glancing at the bottle of whiskey in the ice bucket, Nice smirks]
Ya sure ya don't want any water instead..?
[Have a bottle of water thrown at you 8Dd]
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THANKS A LOT....uh.. WHAT WOULD YOU NAME BE MISS?
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Nice, Holystone. You?
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Enjoying yourself, dear?
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[She crosses her arms.]
It's making me restless. I can't help but feel that there's something unpleasant coming up next.
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Or at least, that what I've noticed..
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