Playing dress-up is a serious affair. As serious as affairs get, that is, if you're Grell Sutcliff. An undue amount of thought went into this costume, however: from the ears, to the tail, to the excessively tight trousers. Even the grin is set in place - the grin of the Cheshire Grell!Cat.
Pushing the door open he stepped in tipping his hat. "Why howdy there," he glanced Grell over real quick before winking, "Pussy cat."
He moved to lean against the counter and then grinned cheesily at his senior. It was probably obvious he'd spent most of the previous day watching Western cinemas.
He runs a hand through his hair then shrugs. "I didn't really have a whole lot planned. Um," He pauses briefly but continues on anyway, "I was invited to Bare-It-All Strip Club, I figure we might be able to stop there for a little while. Maybe we can get a few drinks in Mr. Spears."
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"Come in. It's open."
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He moved to lean against the counter and then grinned cheesily at his senior. It was probably obvious he'd spent most of the previous day watching Western cinemas.
"You almost ready Mr. Grell?"
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Seizes Ronald's hat, just because, and perches it rakishly atop his head.
"Did you have the evening planned out in advance? Or shall we simply go in search for fun, and go where it leads us?"
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He runs a hand through his hair then shrugs. "I didn't really have a whole lot planned. Um," He pauses briefly but continues on anyway, "I was invited to Bare-It-All Strip Club, I figure we might be able to stop there for a little while. Maybe we can get a few drinks in Mr. Spears."
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