[Center][img]https://i.imgur.com/35foN5l.jpeg[/img][/center] [color=darkgray]Baxter had heard it just before he told the redhead about his order. A curious dark haired girl asking questions about bourbon. Could it be consumed via shots. And what was the kind that someone else at the party had been drinking earlier. Easy enough to answer, but best deal with what’s at hand first. [color=firebrick]"So it's two slippery nipples and a modified 747 with that honey mead..."[/color] His head gestured back towards the opened bottle. [color=firebrick]"...or a Sit on My Face, Honey depending on where you're from, I guess..."[/color] He vaguely heard something to his left from near the dark haired girl. But his attention was captured as he watched his creation sprayed through the night’s sky all over the field’s grass. [color=firebrick]“Did you taste enough of that to tell me if you liked it..?”[/color] He asked the redhead with just the slightest dare for hope. The blonde from earlier took it as her cue to render her feedback, after realising she’d neglected to earlier. Which was fine. Redhead was still trying to find his lungs. [color=66356a]“No,yeah,you hit the nail on the head. It's great.”[/color]She seemed truly appreciative. [color=66356a]“Would it be really bad if I said I didn't? Hypothetically ”[/color] He wasn't really sure what to make of the question. [color=66356a]“You wanna tap out for a bit? Join the festivities?”[/color] The review was just met with a crooked smile with near-vacant eyes. He didn’t understand the request. He was having a blast and felt perfectly at home where he was. Had he upset her? Did she want him out from there? It wasn't often Bax had access to a free bar and he was enjoying himself. Now redhead was talking, so he hoped she'd wait for him to get back to her and forget about whatever he'd done and let him stay. So distracted was Bax, that he neglected to notice the girl with the dark brown hair and her friend had free poured their own shots, with a carefree pop of a cork from a returning triumphant figure in a sparkly dress. [color=04ed42]"You’ve done me dirty, Baxter."[/color] Crimson hair shook, as he re-found form. [color=04ed42]"You’re lucky those were some of the best I’ve had."[/color] The smile widened, and his attention returned to what he was thinking of before. What was that again? Right, the dark haired girl and her questions of bourbon... [color=c9bef3][sub][sup]"Sylas really has pretentious taste in alcohol,"[/sup][/sub][/color] [color=5a3e85][sub][sup]“Sounds right,”[/sup][/sub][/color] The smile flattened a little as he saw he’d been negligent to the point that they’d had to pour themselves three shots each. He'd better get on it. Maybe that's what the blonde woman was referring to, it did seem to be something to do with near the dark haired girl that she was referring to when she had made the comment. [color=5a3e85]"Just…gimme two seconds. I promised a friend something ridiculous."[/color] She leaned against the bar and turned her attention to the guy mixing drinks. [color=5a3e85]"Hey? About that slippery nipple. Can you make another?"[/color] The vague smile still on his face, he quickly closed the distance with Anissa. [color=firebrick]“Close…”[/color] Was all he uttered to the girl, close enough to smell each other’s breath and feel one another’s ambient warmth. With a single word that was vague enough that it could have been referring to the encroachment of personal space he was presently engaged in. Before he suddenly pulled a bottle of whiskey which had been hidden unseen beneath the counter. [color=firebrick]“Not quite it though. You were really clo-- Oh shit!”[/color] He turned and took more of the bar into view, finally noticing the person the dark haired girl was with. He stepped back as if the vision of what was before him had a visceral effect on him. [color=firebrick]“That dress! Someone understood the goddamn assignment! It’s a goddamn party! Hell yes!”[/color] He pointed, and wagged the pointing finger in animated excitement. He reached back behind himself as he seemed to stumble and grabbed the sambuca, steadying himself. [color=firebrick]“Slippery nipple, right? Not a buttery nipple?”[/color] He asked the dark haired girl. [color=firebrick]“…That was a joke.”[/color] He said after a beat. [color=firebrick]“I never forget a drink. And that dress…”[/color] His hand shook as he re-found the beat to the music that was filling only his ears. [color=firebrick]“In-spi-ra-tion! I’m making something special for that dress…”[/color] His hand was waving back and forth and his head started rocking vigarously. Irish whiskey and grenadine was quickly pulled, before he started pulling more for a fresh creation. [color=firebrick]“And if you play your cards right, the body inside it gets one too…”[/color] [color=firebrick]“I’ve got my eye in now… A simple slippery nipple..? Please. Watch me free-layer this."[/color] He splashed the grenadine at the shot glass, blindly whilst he kept pulling bottles to consider, before he turned and layered the sambuca with a steady hand which stood in contrast to the rest of him moving to music that only he could hear. The spirit of the party had him gripped. He poured the Irish cream with no breach. It was so perfect it looked like the Irish cream was levitating in the shot glass. [color=firebrick]“Cherry or no? There’s grenadine, normally people go one or the oth… bah! You’re getting a cherry!”[/color] He didn't wait for an answer. His mood was too high. He placed a cherry and the integrity of the shot held. He slid it with care, preserving the contents perfectly, but adding insurmountable pressure on poor Anissa to somehow match that ability to get it undisturbed to its recipient. [color=firebrick]“Now—”[/color] He put a glass on the countertop and stepped back away from the bar, to take in the scene. [color=firebrick]“For that dress…”[/color] His hands came together, fingers finding each other like a mad scientist, as he pondered the form of the sculpture this inspiration would carve into the glass in front of him. 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