The two girls sat for a moment chatting and enjoying their drinks. Of course by ‘chatting’ that meant that Rachel was scoping out the attractive males in the near vicinity.

“Ooo, not a bad choice, Amaya. I approve of the venue.” She purred, her eyes trailing the bartender [@Sarcelle Renard] who had just served them.

“You just approve of the staff,” Amaya sighed, looking around the bar before taking a long drink from her glass.

“What? And you don’t?” The brunette raised her eyebrows and glanced over at her friend before returning her gaze back to the red haired male.

“It’s not that I don’t, it’s just...ugh, nevermind.” The green eyed girl turned a touch redder than her normal pale skin tone.

“Well, why don’t we check out the others then.” Rachel spun in her seat, surveying the rest of the room. “Hmm, let’s see.” Her eyes seemed drawn to a couple of specific people who had drawn her attention. “We have, tall, blond, and cute over there.” She gestured vaguely towards a guy with his back turned to them. [@Silver Fox] “There’s also flirty, muscular, and perhaps drunk?” This time she directly pointed at Jack. [@Evil Snowman] “Let’s see… there’s also-” The darker skinned girl began to say before a voice rose up, covering hers. 

"Ladies and Gentleman! This fine young man would like you all to have a free drink on him!" Both girls’ eyes were drawn to what seemed like the owner of the bar. Instantly, the two exchanged looks.

“You gotta,” Was all that Rachel said.

“You can’t,” Amaya reminded. They stayed like that for a moment, staring each other down. “Fine, but only one.” Rachel grinned in victory, doing a bit of a fist pump as her friend flagged down the same bartender. However, it was at that moment, that Amaya realized she didn’t know any kind of alcoholic drink that wasn’t disgusting. Then she remembered what Rachel had tried to order her before. As much as it pained her, she decided to order that drink. “Um, a Sex on the Beach, please.” As the words left her mouth, she could feel her face burn with embarrassment. She tried her best not to look at her friend’s shit eating grin, and instead smacked her shoulder for mentally teasing her.

“Hey! I didn’t do anything!” She complained.

“You were thinking it,” Amaya shot back. Her roommate simply shrugged, not being able to deny it.

“Anyways, there’s ruggedly handsome, and experienced, if you know what I mean,” Rachel continued on her evaluation of all the males in the nearest 100 ft radius. This time her gaze fell on the man who had announced the free drinks. [@Specter189] “Aaaand, Mr. Generous and adorable.” Finally ending with the albino looking man who had offered the free drinks. [@Evil Snowman] “Hmm, maybe I should go talk to one of them. Slide a little info that perhaps I have a friend who needs a place to stay.”

“This is precisely why we can’t have nice things.” Amaya groaned. “I can find a living space on my own, I just need a little more time.”

“But that’s exactly what you don’t have, time!” Rachel said, before sliding off of her chair. “If you’ll excuse me, I think I’m going to talk to flirty, muscular, and drunk.”

“They have names ya know,” Amaya mumbled to herself turning back to finish her diet coke.