Post by Leon Silverblood on Feb 25, 2007 8:05:00 GMT -5
Leon stands, dusting himself off and casting an "eat s*** stare at Samantha. He saunters over to her, picks her up by her haughty little polypropylene hair and wings her casually to the Padre.
"You're not the waitress? Well I guess we're out of luck, then. Bar bender, fix us up some[thing like] steaks, please. Fellas, you'll have to serve yourselves, unless Melody would like to earn hers by donning an invisible apron. Oh, she's so much fun."
He spends a full second taking her posture in, eyelids lowered as he looks at her askance, his focus ostensibly on the Padre and Samantha.
"You're not the waitress? Well I guess we're out of luck, then. Bar bender, fix us up some[thing like] steaks, please. Fellas, you'll have to serve yourselves, unless Melody would like to earn hers by donning an invisible apron. Oh, she's so much fun."
He spends a full second taking her posture in, eyelids lowered as he looks at her askance, his focus ostensibly on the Padre and Samantha.
