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Post by Leon Silverblood on Mar 1, 2007 21:45:49 GMT -5
Leon grins to himself as she walks off, and looks up into the dancer's eyes, which are pretty white, and wonders if his looks half that madly mad. He shrugs, walking over to the bar and taking a seat on a waiting stool.
To the bartender he says "Yeahp, yeahp. I'm quite the ladies' man, haven't you heard?" As the bartender grunts a laugh, or laughs a grunt, Leon asks for vodka and Coke, feeling quite sick of rum. He looks around to see who else is alive in the bar, then hisses something at Samantha who he suddenly spots standing on a pool table, one hand on her hips, the other arm extended and it's hand and fingers gesturing at a pool cue.
"Not now. Why don't you bother the dancer? She's the only constant entertainment, and you haven't any brains for her to eat. Wonder if she can take your soul!"
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