( given his mind's perpetually in the gutter, it doesn't take him long to catch up. of course, she could have purely innocent intentions, but it wouldn't be long before she was the only one, if so. )
oh yeah? well, i can't say there's anything great about hot beer. pretty piss poor if you ask me.
other offers, though, i could definitely see your preference
oh, it isn't. but if you're lookin for one of your fancy umbrella drinks, maybe you could find a bar stool next to me some time at colonel's, then you'll see the scope of my preferences.
what kind of girl would I be if I spoiled the surprise?
( her message comes after a considerable delay. it might be fair to assume, when considering how quick she's been to reply so far, that linda might have lost her nerve. that calling her bluff had led to a little uncharacteristic shyness. but that's all part of the game.
she's all smug grins in her slim-fit jeans as she spots that familiar jawline already looking comfortable at the bar, nursing a rocks glass. as she slips onto the seat to his left, linda flags down the bartender, orders a little something to start — a tom collins, thanks. might as well enjoy the atmosphere. )
no subject
how devoted are you to things staying ice cold, mr winchester?
"for your convenience" cute jenna, CUTE
depends what exactly you're referring to, miss park.
i am an angel how dare
but personally, I'm a fan of hot over cold
just what dean needs is more temptaiton
oh yeah? well, i can't say there's anything great about hot beer. pretty piss poor if you ask me.
other offers, though, i could definitely see your preference
always on offer xoxo
I'm more of a sangria girl myself
( she's not a beer girl at all, really, regardless of hot or cold. but she's never been one to turn down a free drink given the opportunity either. )
anywhere you'd recommend around here for either one?
no subject
no subject
you'll have to let me know when some time happens to be
no subject
no subject
( her message comes after a considerable delay. it might be fair to assume, when considering how quick she's been to reply so far, that linda might have lost her nerve. that calling her bluff had led to a little uncharacteristic shyness. but that's all part of the game.
she's all smug grins in her slim-fit jeans as she spots that familiar jawline already looking comfortable at the bar, nursing a rocks glass. as she slips onto the seat to his left, linda flags down the bartender, orders a little something to start — a tom collins, thanks. might as well enjoy the atmosphere. )
Come here often, Mr Winchester?