[color=8882be]"Oh, I'm sorry Rolo. I didn't mean to scare you that badly. I thought I would just surprise you."[/color] she giggles as Chet sets her down. She felt a little bad for scaring the poor guy, but it was funny to watch him flail around.

Her cheeks blush at the barrage of compliments she gets. Rolo thought she looked pretty? She didn't look [i]that[/i] nice, did she? It wasn't anything fancy and she never puts make up on. It makes her face itch like crazy. But she'll take a compliment any day, no matter what.

[color=8882be]"T-Thank you. I-I, uh..."[/color] She's at a loss for words until Chet leaves. What did he mean by that?!

[color=8882be]"Chet, what in the world are you-?!"[/color] but he was already off chatting up a girl he had found. She pouts and stamps her foot. How rude! You can't walk away when someone is talking to you! She mutters to herself until the bartender catches her attention.

[color=8882be]"Drinks? Oh, that's a good question. I don't drink alcohol very much so I don't really know."[/color] She takes a seat next to Rolo.

[color=8882be]"The only drinks I've had is the champagne from New Years and Daddy's beer on his birthday. I only get a little sip because Daddy is afraid I'll get addicted.[/color] She giggles sheepishly. Her cheeks are still red from the compliments; especially Rolo's.

[color=8882be]"If you have anything sweet, I'll take it."[/color] She adds.