[b]Lucas[/b]

“Miss St Claire…” Luke polished off what was left of his beer during the pause and turned his light hazel eyes to her. “…if I didn’t know any better I’d say you were flirting with me” This girl was definitely intriguing. She certainly wasn’t the Canadian’s usual type but then again, he had never really considered himself to have a type. “If the invitation is still open…I wouldn’t mind losing a weekend with you Sirenia. I could do with the escape. So how about it? When the key note is over, we’ll get out of here” The enforce for the Kings wasn’t going to hide his intentions through cryptic words like her but that didn’t stop him from enjoying her company. She was interesting, a dichotomy of varying stereotypes which she blew out of the water. Spending an evening with her would certainly be a unique experience and what the hell? Luke would try anything once. 

The keynote speaker got up to his podium, he was nobody special. A boring, uncharismatic looking man who monotonously read out word for word from a teleprompter some run of the mill speech about cancer and how if people like those in the room used their vast influence and dollars they could help the less fortunate who suffer from some variation of the disease. It was easy to see he was boring the crowd to sleep. He had paused for but a moment when there was a large splash. 

Luke turned his head, as did the entire crowd as they watched a man surface from the pool fully clothed after diving in. The hockey player turned to the woman at his side. “Now’s our chance, do you want to escape with me?”

[b]DAY MOVE[/b]