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[color=darkgray][b]"Why is it we're here again, sweets?" [/b][/color][/center]
[indent][indent] Much to Lolly's annoyance, Mr. Rhodes' feelings of apprehension towards their surroundings seemed to render him immune to her charms. Maybe that drink wasn't looking so inevitable after all. She shifted in her seat for a second, eyes drifting away from her companion slightly to meet a familiar gaze - Kip. Huh. She could’ve sworn he was in Japan the last time she’d asked after him. [i]Obviously not.[/I] Although if anyone asked she would deny it, Lolly certainly had a soft spot for the boxer. He had known her way back when she was broken-hearted, helpless little Dolores, and he had helped her settle into her new life in LA in more ways than one. Perhaps they had at one point stood a chance at being a proper 'item', as the tabloids would surely call it, but that time had long since passed now. Still, she made a mental note to ask him about his trip later - maybe offer to relieve some of the tension she couldn't help but notice in the way he sat.

Beside him, she recognised Bennett. Him and his wandering eye. She certainly wasn't blind to his charms, and got along with him well -  most of the time. But she was [I]not[/I] particularly interested in being another notch on his belt, so had grown used to rebutting his flirtatious attempts at impressing her into his bed with a steady stream of eye rolls and witty comebacks thrown his way. She had made strict rules with herself when it came to mixing pleasure and friendship right from day one, and had no intentions of breaking them. Kip had been the exception, of course.
 
A devilish smirk graced her features as she subtly gestured to the gentleman beside her with a brief flicker of her eyes, shooting a wink towards the pair. Those that knew her were by now used to her usual shenanigans with the wealthier members of the opposite sex. Usually she could even swindle a few drinks for them, too, if she played her cards right. However, that was not looking so likely with this guy. Instead of making her irritation towards Mr Rhodes obvious, though, she simply offered him a soft, breathy laugh.

[color=FF69B4][b]"I know some people here." [/b][/color]She offered vaguely before settling back slightly in her stool. 

As if on cue, she picked up on a strangely familiar voice seemingly addressing the pair of them. Now where had she heard that voice before? Following Mr Rhodes’ now-aggravated gaze, Lilly’s eyes travelled up from a practiced hand polishing a glass to a set of handsome features on a face that almost caused her to jolt in her seat.

 It had to be him, didn’t it? The stranger she had drunkenly poured her heart out to. More than once. The two of them had seemed to come to an understanding at the time - no matter how intimate their conversations at the various parties they had bumped into each other at were, they each had never made an effort to learn the other’s name. At least, she never had. She was far more comfortable in the knowledge that a stranger with no name knew such personal information about her, rather than someone she knew. Someone she could put a label on. And she [i]despised[/i] labels. 

[color=FF69B4][b]“Well, hello, stranger.” [/b][/color]Her words came out far calmer than her whirring mind felt like, a playful smirk lighting up her features as Lolly regarded the nameless man behind the bar. After a second, her attention once again diverted to Mr Rhodes. 

[color=FF69B4][b]“He’s right, you know. You gotta relax, sugar.” [/b][/color]She simpered. 

Her attempts of flattery were now being met with annoyed huffs, however, as Mr. Rhodes checked his watch for what seemed like the thousandth time. [I]Fuck this.[/I] Swivelling in her stool, Lolly leaned on her elbows over the bar to once again meet the eyes of the bartender.

[center][color=FF69B4][b] “I didn’t know you worked here... suppose I wouldn’t, though.” [/b][/color]

[color=7a49a5][b]“Who’s this, Lols?”[/b][/color][/center]
Lolly didn’t even have to see the face that voice belonged to to know who it was that was asking - the sultry tone was answer enough. Robin Turner. A wicked smile pulled at the corners of her lips as she began absent-mindedly playing with Mr Rhodes’ tie. He probably believed it was her doting on him, judging by the flush spreading across his cheeks, but any onlooker would be able to recognise a huntress playing with her prey if they happened to even take a mere glance at them. 

[color=FF69B4][b]“Hubby material indeed. What do you reckon, Dave, darlin’? Wanna put a ring on it?” [/b][/color]She made a show of displaying her empty ring finger to her now-terrified new pet. She reckoned he would be making his exit within the next 5 minutes. 

She was about to address the guy behind the bar again, perhaps finally ask him his name, when she felt an arm draped around her shoulders. Where she otherwise would’ve recoiled from the unexpected embrace, Lolly relaxed into it automatically - the familiar smell of Darcy causing her to grin. Of course she was here.

[center][color=#ff0040][b]“You lookin’ to catch flies, Jed?”[/b][/color] [i]Jed.[/i] So his name was Jed. [/center]
[color=FF69B4][b]“Jed, huh? So the mystery man has a name.” [/b][/color]She let out a soft laugh as she let Darcy kiss her cheek. The flirtations between the two of them was something she was by far used to, and she welcomed the familiarity of the exchange - although her gaze remained fixed on Jed, eyes drifting lazily over him as she fit the new revelation of his name to the man she saw before her. 

Such thoughts didn't have a chance of lasting long, however, as Darcy began to holler at Mr Rhodes from her new spot leaning against Lolly. [I]Typical.[/I] She wasn't too upset as she watched the gentleman as he was escorted out, from clearly he wasn't looking to offer her any drinks, however that didn't stop her from shooting a glare at her roommate.

[color=FF69B4][b]"Nice one, Darcy. Didn't even give him a chance." [/b][/color]She huffed as her shoulders sagged, lips pouting slightly. Her icy demeanour soon began to warm, however, as the shots were lined up before them.

[color=FF69B4][b]"[I]Christ,[/I] he was boring, though." [/b][/color]She smirked as she tossed the drink back smoothly, welcoming the familiar warmth as it spread from her throat to her head. It really had been too long since she had let loose like this. That was a total lie. It had only been a few days, actually, but it had felt like a century as it always seemed to in Oceanside. 

Lolly registered a question thrown in their direction, and turned slightly in her chair to recognise Logan Prescott joining their growing group. A small smile graced her lips, and she even had the courtesy to blush as if the mentioned 'stiff' had not very clearly been her companion. She liked Logan, but didn't know him very well. For a fleeting moment, she stupidly clung to the hope that he was unaware of her reputation in Oceanside. Obviously, Kip had to blow her cover. 

[color=FF69B4][b]"You'd love that, wouldn't you, Kip?"[/b][/color] She shot a wink his way, her hair flying as she whirled to address him.[color=FF69B4][b] "And anyway, I have no idea what plan you're talking about." [/b][/color]The challenging look in her eyes beneath her fluttering lashes suggested otherwise. Who knew, though, with Lolly?[/indent][/indent]