Catfight

[yesterdayskye]

Event: Clash!
Era: Early 2011
Characters Permitted: yesterdayskye, yewphoria, desperadojake, wantedaliveIt's noontime, and recesses have been called for all the ongoing trials of that day. Detective Lana Skye exits Courtroom #3, a bundle of files in her hands, and makes her way down to the cafeteria in the building

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((the story continues))

[yewphoria]

*after unsurprisingly losing the trial and her client found guilty, Calisto Yew leaves the courtroom. There's no hint of emotion on her face. Some would say she's trying not to let her frustration show, but others might swear she almost looks indifferent...*

[wantedalive]

*blinks*

P-pardon?

[yewphoria]

I asked you if you wanted to go on a date. Well?

[desperadojake]

...Miss, did you lose a bet with my brother?

[wantedalive]

Hey now, I didn't have a hand in this at all! ... I think?

1/2

[yewphoria]

Ahah! Don't take me for some shy schoolgirl who needs to be dared into asking a boy to the prom.

2/2

[yewphoria]

I'm a grown woman...and I'm serious about my offer.

Re: 2/2

[desperadojake]

Excuse me for having my suspicions, Miss Yew. It's just... Well, I didn't have the slightest idea you were...interested.

[yewphoria]

Oh? Why wouldn't I be interested in a big, strong cowboy...? Phwwh!

1/2

[desperadojake]

I suppose you got a point.

2/2

[desperadojake]

Most women who set their eyes on me don't draw first...'specially not while lookin' me in the face.

[wantedalive]

*fiddles with the brim of his hat-- he's listening to the conversation, but trying to deflect that by staring intently at the options on the closest vending machine*

[yewphoria]

I like looking at your face.

*takes a small step closer*

Do you want to continue this conversation over dinner or not?

1/2

[desperadojake]

*the thought of dating Calisto Yew has never once crossed his mind, but he considers it now. She's not bad-looking, and he kind of likes how forward and direct she is...*

2/2

[desperadojake]

All right. It's a done deal.

[yewphoria]

Then call me later.

*takes his hand and places her business card in his palm before closing it. She then walks off, hand on hip*