We Owned the Night (Jay/Tere/SG)

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/Lyallposttable1.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 blue none,b,Table][scrolly:h(210),w(230),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:48px;margin-left:260px;)]Lyall had continued talking for a few minutes before actually breaking off the conversation, shaking hands with the man, backing up on his bar, and starting to walk down it again. "Hey everyone doin' good?" he asked with a cheesy grin on his features. "Hey Alex ya doin' ok?" he asked meaning to note the problem with the man's leg without actually fully stating it outright. [/scrolly]

[Admiral Striker General]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/alextabletry.png);width:525;height:400;,bTable][atrb=style,border:0 black none,bTable][atrb=style,border:0 black none;][scrolly:h(286),w(246),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:82px;margin-left:253px;margin-bottom:19px;color:106620;)]"Hm?" She gave a half-laugh at Lyall's question. "Yeah I'm cool." Her break was coming up soon enough. As a thought occurred, she grinned at Lyall and motioned with a nod toward Jemma. "Though this lovely lady could use an argentine pomelo on me." She then flashed Jemma that same grin, and ducked away to go get that menu (never mind if there were closer ones than she was going for) and check on a few other customers really quick. [/scrolly]

[Maid Melody]

[atrb=background,http://i360.photobucket.com/albums/oo48/elronia/VC%20Pics/CarlyTable.png][atrb=height,300][atrb=width,493][atrb=style,border:0 firebrick none,b,Table][scrolly:h(220),w(240),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-right:3px;margin-left:230px;margin-top:45px;margin-bottom:10px;color: #f4b0c6;)]Carly had been staring into space for the most part when Alex and Jemma started talking. The conversation obviously didn't involve her so she saw no need to put her two cents in when Carly had already said that she was fine with her still half-full strawberry concoction that Lyall had made for her. Sipping her drink, it wasn't until Lyall came back that Carly snapped out of her daze of sorts and smiled at Lyall,"Yeah I'm doing fine~,"Carly replied rather easily before hearing Lyall's second question. Oh ....... that's right, Alex was still on crutches ...... resisting the urge to face/palm, Carly was glad to hear that Alex was still doing fine and did her best to smile despite how foolish she felt at the moment. When Alex left to go get a menu, Carly took another sip of her drink, already feeling better now that her drink had taken the edge off her foul mood. She was actually starting to get a little ditzy by now as usual when she'd drunk this much but unless somebody knew that Carly wasn't normally a ditz they wouldn't be able to notice much of a difference. "So when'dya want to go shopping Jemma?"Carly asked cheerfully, smiling at the other woman as she spoke. What no of course she wasn't even the least bit excited about getting even more clothes, whatever gave you that impression.[/scrolly]

[Ball Rat]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/jemmaposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 pink none,b,Table][scrolly:h(227),w(242),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:57px;margin-left:253px;color:#f6755c;)]"Doing wonderfully, thanks," Jemma responded warmly when asked. However, upon hearing that Alex was going to treat him to a drink, the man-in-woman's-clothes blinked a few times in surprise. Oh... Oh, well then. The question from Carly prompted his attention to focus on her again and he gave a slightly nervous little giggle. Sure, she was small, but she was feisty and he had to wonder if she was protective of her brother. Now that both men had brought Jemma a drink, even if Alex hadn't known and Lyall had also gotten the girl a drink too, would it possibly turn into a situation where he'd have to choose or... Shoving those thoughts to the back of his head, he shrugged. "We can go whenever you want. I don't have much going on these days, so whatever day is good for you, I'm sure I'll be able to be free in order to take you out," he responded brightly. ... That kind of sounded like a date offer, didn't it? Maybe even the small amount of alcohol was getting to Jemma already. Peering down at the glass in his hand, he had to wonder if his system had gotten weaker or something. Usually he wasn't this bad. Maybe it had something to do with the boys... Yeah, that must be it. Jemma was distracted and it was affecting his alcohol tolerance. ... Something like that, anyway.[/scrolly]

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/Lyallposttable1.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 blue none,b,Table][scrolly:h(210),w(230),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:48px;margin-left:260px;)]"Oh?" was the question that came from Lyall briefly when Alex noted the drink. "Alrighty then," he replied easily back. A half smile came to his features and he simply nodded before heading to his shelves and fishing out what he need to make the drink. So what if he'd gotten a girl a drink too? Bros before hoes... not that he actually thought Jemma was a hoe but...derp... Derp derp derp derp derp.....herp derp... His brain sometimes, damn it. Brains... He bet the zombies would love his as they took over the world someday- not that-....damn it you know what he meant! Don't lie you--... Realizing that he didn't even know who he was thinking this to, Lyall deadpanned even more. "I really need a drink," he mumbled to himself knowing that was the last thing he needed at the moment. At least he hadn't said that out loud, yeah no need to upset a girl. Realizing that he was pouring the wrong mix didn't help the situation either. Sighing, he set one glass aside and began to fix a new one. [/scrolly]

[Admiral Striker General]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/alextabletry.png);width:525;height:400;,bTable][atrb=style,border:0 black none,bTable][atrb=style,border:0 black none;][scrolly:h(286),w(246),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:82px;margin-left:253px;margin-bottom:19px;color:106620;)]Alex was feeling fairly pleased with herself for the moment. As planned, she grabbed a menu from a stack near the far end of the bar and carried it with her as she checked a few tables. Most were fine, considering she'd just made rounds not long ago, but a few at one table wanted some plain beers and wine coolers of various brands, which Alex was prompt to retrieve. This managed to kill a good several minutes before she finally started hobbling back toward Jemma and Carly, menu still in hand. [/scrolly]

[Maid Melody]

[atrb=background,http://i360.photobucket.com/albums/oo48/elronia/VC%20Pics/CarlyTable.png][atrb=height,300][atrb=width,493][atrb=style,border:0 firebrick none,b,Table][scrolly:h(220),w(240),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-right:3px;margin-left:230px;margin-top:45px;margin-bottom:10px;color: #f4b0c6;)]Carly smiled at Jemma's reply and had to fight the sudden urge to squeal. This was so exciting~ perhaps they could make a girl's day out of it and do makeovers and-...ok where had that come from. Focus Carly, you barely know her...well, that's what a girl's day out was for anyway. "Really?"Carly asked, not able to keep the excitement from her voice this time,"How about...this Friday or Saturday? We might even be able to make a day of it,"she continued in a light voice before sipping her drink a little more. It hadn't even crossed her mind that the offer to go shopping sounded like a date or the fact that suggesting to make a day of it hadn't helped. Glancing over to see Lyall making a drink and seemingly muttering to himself about something Carly smirked and took another sip of her drink. If she had know exactly what Lyall was thinking about no doubt Carly would have face/palmed but ignorance is bliss so they say.[/scrolly]