Repeat offender (att: Panos & open)
As the song "Queer" by Garbage began to end all three of the girls were on the stage. They would slowly untangled themselves from each other and make their way into the crowd and onto the lap of the most worthy patron next. The groans from surrounding men who wouldn't get picked would be loud and audible like usual. It was all preplanned. Finding a mark in the crowd while they preformed and slowly took each others tops off was second nature. All of them had their regulars and it was a fine balance to choose between them if there was more than one watching. The last thing you wanted to do was offend one of them and potentially lose their income. On a lucky night only one would show or even better none, that gave you a chance to pick a newbie first and secure another regular. Pecking order at that point came into play and if two girls were eyeing the same guy the girl with seniority got him. All this heirarchy and politics played out before the guests without them even knowing.
Tonight was different, Delilah had seniority over the other two girls but when one of them whispered "Paul's here." as she moved her lips very slowly past Delilah's ear and down her throat they all knew they could have whomever they wanted because she had her mark now.
Paul was one of Delilah's more recent regulars and one that she enjoyed dancing for. It wasn't a surprize when he was the one she planted herself ontop of as the last three beats of the song ended.
"Hello Pauly. I'm glad to see you tonight, it's been a while." She was still topless and it didn't bother her a bit to hold a conversation with him like that. She had been doing this for years.
Her eyes narrowed as she listened to the warning this dark haired woman gave her. Paul didn't seem dangerous in the least bit. If anything he was just a good looking loser who frequented the club scene often and alone. This woman had to be some love spurned exgirlfriend. She smiled wickedly.
"Listen honey, it's obvious your just jealous. I'm sorry he's not your man anymore the look of pain is all over your face. You'll have to excuse me though, I'm pretty sure I can take care of myself. Paul is of no anger to me."
It was interesting. To be approached by this stranger, had she followed them? Did she come into the club or just wait for them outside? She would definately being doing some detective work on her own soon. A love triangle in the making, just like on tv. There was no way she could pass this oppertunity for fun up.
Her smile hadn't left her deluded face as she tossed a wave in the taller woman's direction.
"Bye sweetie."
"You have no idea what he is. Your a fool." She said through teeth that were tightly clentched together.
The girls sickening smile made Diane want to punch her in the face. Instead she kept her composure and quickly made her way to her own vehicle that was parked across the street. The faster she could get away from the infuriating girl the less temptation to Change and scare the living daylights out of the girl would be.
The idiot was determined to get herself killed.
(ooc : Diane out)
"You don't even know what he is."
Now what did that mean?
Mentally she shrugged and hailed the next taxi to take her home. It had been a long night and she deserved some beauty rest.
(ooc : Delilah out)