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[Hello Plane! There is a rather attractive, dark-haired young woman (with great cheekbones) sitting at your bar, drinking your liquor. She's everything you would imagine a starlet/celebutante to look like: flawless hair, manicure, tiny little designer dress, expensive shoes and fashionable sunglasses.]

[She's currently sipping absently on a martini of some nature, looking extremely bored. Or tired. It's hard to tell through the sunglasses, really.]

[Feel free to bug her? Him. Whatever.]


((ooc: THIS IS NOT AN EXPERIMENT. Demons can change shape. And...yeah. Really that's all I got. Just poke the girl!demon, will you? XD; ))

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Something to drink?

[contract_star]

Ah...sure, thank you.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[She slides off the seat and makes her way around the bar pretty well for someone walking on four inch heels. Once she's on the other side of the bar she bends down, inspecting the liquor selection.]

Anything you prefer?

[contract_star]

Well...I guess I'll just have what you're having.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[a laugh]

How about a regular martini, then? Wouldn't want to get any funny looks drinking the fruity kind.

Straight-up or dirty?

[contract_star]

Ah, okay then.

[Wut.] ...Either is fine...

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[a wicked smile]

Dirty it is~

[and she starts mixing something together]

[contract_star]

[He's starting to realize that she's flirting with him, and he's not quite sure what to make of that.]

Thank you.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Oh Hei, so slow.]

[Crowley finishes the drink and slides it over to Hei, then leans over the bar to smile at him.]

You're very welcome.

[contract_star]

[Chuckles a little and accepts it.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

So, what do you do for a living?

[contract_star]

Oh...well, right now I'm working as a chef in Sapporo. Japan.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

A chef? Very nice~

How long have you been coming here? You sound like an old pro~

[contract_star]

Oh, well...it's alright I suppose.

[Laughs a little.] Ah, not really. I've been coming here for almost a year now.

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[She picks her glass up and moves back around the bar, sitting down next to Hei again]

Would you mind showing me around? I'm afraid I haven't seen much aside from the bar yet.

[contract_star]

Oh...well...sure. Absolutely.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Leaning closer, and smiling]

You're so sweet. How can you say you aren't nice?

[contract_star]

[Flailing internally.] O-oh...well...that is...

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[Leaning closer~]

You know...I could make it up to you, if you like? Since you've been so kind...

[contract_star]

Well you're...you're nice yourself, and very pretty, of course, but, see, but there's someone...there's someone... [Why is he finding it so difficult to remember Misaki right now?]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Someone~?

[She's pretty much out of her own seat and very nearly sitting in Hei's lap. And yeah, she's pouring on the temptation now.]

You mean you won't even allow me to...thank you properly?

[contract_star]

[He tries to lean back and away from her, but he can't get far without falling off the stool. He's blushing rather bright red now.]

Th-that's...I mean...I barely know you...

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[A devious grin; she's got one hand on his chest now, and her face is mere inches from his own.]

Mmm. We could change that.

[contract_star]

But...but... [He's not trying to escape anymore, and he's not entirely sure why, and godDAMN she's hot and wtf what about Misaki, right, Misaki...Misaki who? No, that's not right, something's not right, but this is...really...nice...]

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[Hei you are so fucking timid. She's just going to kiss you now.]

[Gonna fight it?]