Dance,Dance {All}

[Chris Evans]

"I dance. Just not like someone on crack," Chris muttered, not meaning any offense by it though. To each their own really.
He'd be lying if he said her age didn't surprise him, even though he didn't let his shock show on his face. "Twenty. Turned so a couple months ago," he informed, being open in only the slightest. No need for him to deviate from the norm. Lightly scratching at the stubble decorating his lower cheek, he returned to watching the dancers, taking a break in his alcohol consumption.

Feeling someone sidle up to him, he lifted his glance, connecting eyes with a green-eyed, raven-haired bombshell. She leaned down to him, whispering something in his ear, making him smirk. He shook his head though, declining her offer to dance, ignoring the sad pouty face she gave him as a result. Hey, he wasn't such a sucker for a pretty face. Absently watching her turn around and leave, he concealed the smallest of yawns with one of his palms. Maybe it'd be time for him to jet soon.

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[Mercedes Love]

“Excuse me, Miss? Um. What’s in this…It’s like…my Burberry perfume. Can you re-fill this please?”

Mercedes had gotten out of her seat, after tasting the heinous concoction that laid in her cup. Ick. As the women took her cup, Cede took look around. Some girl being all pouty like, asking so me guy to dance, was the closest scene. She wasn’t going to stare, but she would watch. Whatever.

[Darcy Edwards]

Darcy could tell her was surprised even if he wasn't showing it. It was the common reaction so it didn't really offend her anymore. She watched the raven hair girl sulk away. Darcy smirked and said "Not much of a dancer then are you?"

Darcy looked over at a clock and said "Wow, it's getting late." She reached down and grabbed her lime green purse. The real reason why she asked to sit next too him, her purse was there. She rummaged through it for a while before she pulled out her Juicy Couture side kick and handed it to him "Can you put your number in so we can hand out sometime?" she asked him sweetly.

[Eric Deniel]

Ooc:||As Chris

Bic:||"I am actually. Just not in a mood to do so right now," Chris replied, lightly lifting and dropping his shoulders in a shrug. Upon receiving her phone, he looked down at the gadget, instantaneously handing it back to her without putting his number in. He was a rather busy guy, so hanging out with anybody was sort of unlikely. Nonetheless, he told her his digits, only not having put it himself into the phone since he didn't have the patience for those fancy gadgets. He himself didn't use his cell phone a whole deal, but whatever. If she wanted to call him, so be it. There just was no gaurantee she'd ever be getting a reply back.

Feeling someone looking their way, he glanced towards the source, sighting Miss Tritoni in all her 'glory'. Actually, she didn't look too happy this day, and he could only guess as to why. Observing people was a past-time of his, and had therefore gotten a knack to reading people right, even if they were acting happy. He assumed someone and not something had her in a less than pleased mood.

Returning his gaze to the bartender, he tapped his finger for yet another refill. He wasn't the most vocal of persons, and therefore didn't have much to say to Darcy. Or maybe because at this point she wasn't interesting him much.

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[Darcy Edwards]

Darcy slipped her phone back in her purse and said "I'm going to go an talk to Mercedes for a little bit, so I'll call you sometime." She then got up and said "Bye Chris." as she waved to him.

She went over to Mercedes little table and sat down across from her "Hey Cede" said Darcy cheerfully, she could really feel that her presence was not wanted at the bar with Chris so she would just take away his pain and go talk to someone else.