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[right][i][sub][color=black][color=royalblue]T[/color]ime: Night
[color=royalblue]L[/color]ocation: The Pit
[color=royalblue]I[/color]nteracting with [color=FF69B4]Lolly[/color] [@Filthy Mudblood], [color=7a49a5]Robin[/color] [@GhostMami], [color=#ff0040]Darcy[/color] [@KZOMBI3], [color=#E5674A]Logan[/color] [@Roach], [color=#D6CECF]Dana[/color] [@Giallo], [color=4682B4]Katherine[/color] [@Sailorsadie][/color][/sub][/i]
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[INDENT][INDENT][INDENT]And just like that, Jed’s confidence was caught in a bullet storm. What he considered a proper initiation at flirting slowly became a punching bag to the rest of the familiar patrons, especially one in particular: [i]Darcy[/i]. He was hit and shot at all angles, from unknown origins, but with all sorts of tasks that actually put him to work. Being busy was supposed to be good, but not at a time where he wanted to woo his way into the tight, white dress of the most beautiful of bar guests. 

Robin made her interruption first, and Jed didn’t know where to pinpoint her intentions. Whether it was just her usual work rotations behind the bar, or a calculated intrusion to prevent Jed from flirting further. Jed didn’t think Robin to be the jealous type, though their history might’ve stirred something in the moment. Jed sighed, and before he could get a word in, Darcy’s arm was already hanging loosely around the only person he cared to talk to in the moment. 

[center][color=#ff0040]"You lookin' to catch flies, Jed?"[/color][/center]

He was ready to throw a clever remark her way after a loud scoff, but her voice overpowered his with a request for four shots. Jed shook his head in annoyance, slinging his rag over his shoulder and turning around to fetch the liquors and shot glasses behind him. 

[center][color=FF69B4]“Jed, huh? So the mystery man has a name.”[/color][/center]

Jed made sure he was flashy with his pours and his body was angled in a stance that made his shoulders more broad and his arms a little more flexed. He glanced over his shoulder at her, the flashing lights around them catching his crystalline eyes to reveal his careful examination over her appearance. He smirked at her and poured without looking. 

Turning back to reorganize the liquors and situate the shots, he rolled his eyes about Darcy. By now, Robin and Jed were confident in how loud their whispering shit-talk should be for the patrons to not overhear, but he didn’t care if Darcy caught it, even if it was over her loud, obnoxious voice. [color=royalblue]“I should just piss in her glass; she’d probably think it’s liquor anyway. Fuckin’ drunk.”[/color]

In the meantime, Darcy was able to get the old stiff out of his way to better access a flirtatious angle at [i]her[/i]. On the contrary, Darcy most likely did it for her own benefit—the way she hung all over her. He placed the glasses in front of the pair: the gorgeous brunette and the rowdy regular. Jed wasn’t one to give up, though. He smirked at her once more, ready to butt in with something witty, but yet another intervening voice came about accompanied by another arm-wrapping nonchalance.

Another sigh, another turn, another pour, and the shot was placed in front of Logan: a regular face to frequent the Pit, even outside of his shifts at their front door, with all his scandalous mystery that combined with his crave for attention. Alone, Jed actually enjoyed his conversation, but in a setting like this, Jed had little hope for a normal night.

[center][color=D6CECF]“I’ll take two shots and a Sazerac, Jed. That’s if you’re not too busy staring at Lolls over there, anyway.”[/color][/center]

Lolls. That was her name. Perhaps short for something, but the disappointment came regardless. Keeping their names a secret was sort of a turn on for Jed, another flirting tactic he was banking on until the sudden intrusions ruined it all. [color=royalblue]“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Coming right up.”[/color] His voice became a mumbling decrescendo of annoyance as he turned to pour and then 180’d again to place the drinks in front of Dana. He leaned in to whisper to him, [color=royalblue]“How come I’ve never seen her here before. How does everyone seem to know her? Listen, you gotta fill me in.”[/color]

[center][color=4682B4]"Hey there, darlin. Can you fix me up a glass of water please?"[/color][/center]

Katherine Scott. Now she was a sight for sore eyes, not just because she had a rockin’ body from all the dancing she does, but because she didn’t come charging with ridicule for Jed and his obvious goo-goo eyes he had for Lolls. Jed smirked at her, [color=royalblue]“Of course, sweetheart. Coming right up.”[/color] He poured fast and placed the icy glass of cold water in front of her.

A moment to breathe was finally present, and Jed figured the best option was just to avoid Lolls for now to save himself from Darcy’s behavior. Plus, who knew what she was going to bring out in Logan with how eccentrically loud she was. Jed flicked his head to Katherine, that way she knew he was talking to her, but also because it was a little flirty, [color=royalblue]“So what, you come in drunk already or are you one of the weird ones that likes to stay sober at the bar?”[/color] He smiled, teasingly.[/INDENT][/INDENT][/INDENT]