[u][center][h1] A Denver Nightclub[/h1][/center][/u]
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Lance shook his head and waved away James's concern. [color=yellow]"Nah none of that, little red here just polished off my drink and seemed a little lost so I offered to show her around a bit."[/color] Lance grabbed the drink, winking at the waitress and giving her a bill of some unseen amount as a tip, fast hands. He glanced at Chris's darting eyes and how she seemed ready to bolt. [color=yellow]"Now look what you've done, you've spooked her."[/color] Now addressing Chris he said, [color=yellow]"You can bail if you want, seems like a waste to leave so soon though. A mark is just a suspicious fella, or a troublemaker, so you're good on at least one count."[/color] He said with a laugh and a slight shrug, taking a sip from his drink. It was calming how casual he was, or at least probably was. The club was still loud and active enough that nothing they were doing drew attention, as there were plenty other things to focus on. If Chris wanted to escape she could probably do without too much difficult unless James chased her, of course running right now would probably just make things more suspicious and difficult on her.