07-28-2013, 11:29 PM
Clay stood up from his chair again when Brian had returned. Taking the cup from him, he looked over at the bartender. "Yea. You could say he's spoken for..." Clay honestly had no idea if he was taken or not, he just knew he could not risk some kind of lust filled orgy of sorts to take place. Not yet for that matter. "Well if dancing isn't your thing, maybe I could show ya'll around the mansion" Clay was not a dancer himself. He walked over to the bartender, taking three cups of a blood-red drink. "These are our special drinks. The club has a tradition of serving them freely on the hour before. If I'm showing you around, we may miss out"
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Alex examined her clothing more fully. Usually, he would flat out tell someone if he did not like something. Though he thought the way people dressed back then was off and just weird, especially the buckles on shoes, he had no reason to lie to her.
"Pretty and Feminine? You already look the part. Either way, I think the look suits you fine" he stared over at the bikers as one of them tried to get om their bikes. "Yea. I take it the people here throw parties as wild as this all the time?"
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Alex examined her clothing more fully. Usually, he would flat out tell someone if he did not like something. Though he thought the way people dressed back then was off and just weird, especially the buckles on shoes, he had no reason to lie to her.
"Pretty and Feminine? You already look the part. Either way, I think the look suits you fine" he stared over at the bikers as one of them tried to get om their bikes. "Yea. I take it the people here throw parties as wild as this all the time?"