Wait what? He was leaving already? Kallian’s eyebrows furrowed a bit as she watched him stand, making the decision long ago to completely ignore his ‘advance’ to get her to go home with him and play with his…coloring book. At least, that’s how she took it, but she’d be willing to bet two months of allowance that she wasn’t far from the mark.

[b] "Well, Kallie," H started, giving her a quick look over from head toe, "As fun as it is getting to meet someone as lovely as you, I'm on my way out."[/b]

“Yeah, a real blast.” She mumbled without an ounce of enthusiasm in her voice and couldn’t help but to roll her eyes at his stab of a comment. Really? He was using that line? How amateur. She really had been expecting more out of this guy. What a shame. Her eyes fell to his ass as he walked towards the exit, shaking her head a bit and smirked before finishing off her second coffee. She couldn’t say that she was surprised when he turned to address her one last time from across the room. In fact, she was counting down the seconds she estimated him to turn back around in her head.

[b] "Come on, you owe me a smoke for being a bitch and you better not fucking hold out on me."[/b]

Kallian let out a breathy laugh and smiled at him with an exaggeration of smugness. She raised two fingers to her forehead and saluted him in a mocking fashion, and as her hand came out of its salute she put down her pointer finger leaving only her middle finger to wave in the air at him. Once he was gone she turned back to the bar and again rolled her eyes. She didn’t owe him anything…arrogant prick.

She waited a few moments, not really sure what she was expecting to happen next but when she caught sight of the boy she had danced with earlier making his way over to her with a plate of nachos, she jumped to action and dashed towards the entrance, ignoring the bouncer that was still giving her a leery look about her age and approached H who seemed to be just standing there and waiting for her. She reached into her purse and pulled out her pack of cigarettes, pulling off the top flap and offered him one.

“This isn’t for being bitchy, you can get over that.” She said and pulled out her own cigarette and put it between her lips.