[center][b][h1][color=fff200]Siobhan[/color][/h1][/b][/center]
[h2][center]Location: Western Shore[/center][/h2][hr][center][h3] Interaction: Joel [@Pilatus][/h3][/center][hr][center][h3] Mentions: [/h3][/center][hr]
Siobhan put down the menu as Joel stated she needed ground rules. He then put his hand on her hip and slid her further away down the booth. She watched as he turned and put his back against the wall a smirk on his face. Then he rested a leg on the booth between them. The server returned and got their orders. Siobhan raised an eyebrow and barely kept from grinning.[color=fff200] “Good to know you're afraid of me.”[/color]

She pushed his leg off the booth and scooted closer, but not too close, while he mixed the drinks together.[color=fff200] “Interesting combination. Does it stay that way or does it emulsify? Cause if it stays that way that is pretty cool. Oh and I've been meaning to mention that I have an art show coming up. I have a comp ticket if you'd like to go. I know that it isn't your cup of tea but I thought I'd at least give you the chance to turn it down.” [/color] She smirked at that last statement. She'd prefer to give him a private showing to pay attention to his reactions anyway. 

She'd always done private showings for her parents whenever they flew in and she liked seeing people's reactions to her work, especially if they were important to her. Public showings didn't give her as much of a chance to see reactions. Alexandria wanted her to mingle which would mean that anyone with her would have to as well and she didn't want to put Joel in that position if she had to. It was his choice but she'd lay it out for him if he wanted to go. He had as much dislike for the snobs as she did, but they paid well. Though the piece she did of Apex Designs was not for sale. 

That was a gift for Joel. It was the only piece that had people in it. His normal band of older gentlemen laughing and talking in the foreground with the doors open and everyone having a great time. It reminded her of the first time she saw the place. She'd done some portraits, for free of course, of the regulars telling them that they couldn't say anything about it till he got his gift. Then they could have a field day with talking about it. They all wanted to pay her but she wasn't having it.

Brought back to reality as the waiter updated them on their order and asked if they needed anything Siobhan looked back at Joel in query.