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[color=gold]Interaction:[/color] Yvonne Elaine King [@Ejected] 
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[color=deepskyblue][i]God, what did I get myself into?[/i][/color] Lee found himself thinking twice about his decision on joining TAP when a small group of women, including a few men began gathering around him. Some of the women were becoming touchy. One scantily clad woman was running a well manicured nail up and down the lapel of his coat while a taller, more modestly dressed one was pressing herself to his side, urging another female to take their photo. [color=tan]"Why don't we exchange numbers, Ethan?"[/color] came a not so discreet whispered request into his ear. [color=tan]"If you're giving her your number, you should give it to me too,"[/color] a guy wearing a sharp black suit piped up. 

[i][color=tan]"Lee, you're an A lister now. You can't just go in public and not be expected to be mobbed. Most of everyone would want a photograph with you or an autograph. Hell, some would even want to have your babies right then and there. Believe me, it's gonna be hell. I can't say I envy you, man."[/color][/i] He remembered his bestfriend, Brent, saying. [i][color=tan]"I mean, those days of hanging outside Jen's Diner til way past midnight are long gone. It has its merits, don't get me wrong, but that pretty face of yours will never go unnoticed anymore. There's Ethan Walsh! Look guys! I'm gonna die!"[/color] the full time gym instructor pretended to faint comically.[/i]

Of course, Brent was right and this was a very very bad idea. He should have known better.

He drained his martini in one gulp. [color=deepskyblue]"Sorry guys, I'm not in the habit of giving away my number. You know, too many messages that I can't really reply to because of my schedule and..."[/color] he laid the glass onto the bar, his eyes scanning the crowd for some sort of excuse. His eyes landed on a woman wearing a black polka dotted dress and a beer in her hand. [color=deepskyblue]"I see an old friend there. If you guys will excuse me..."[/color] he didn't wait for any of them to respond and immediately removed himself from the scene that was quickly becoming unpleasant. There were just too many people wanting to invade his personal space.

[color=deepskyblue]"I'll have one of those too, bartender,"[/color] he said as he stopped beside Yvonne. [color=deepskyblue]"Hi, my name is Lee. Please. Just play along for a little bit. Pretend like we know each other from...uh... high school or something,"[/color] he begged in a low voice as he gave her a smile.