mm: jordie-liz, the pickup artist

[leftistbeanpole]

It's the curls that won't quit, and the big eyes, that draw his attention

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[porcupineliz]

When the note appears, it's a moment before she notices it.

She picks it up, reads it, and blinks.

And glances up and down the bar, to see if she can spot the sender.

[leftistbeanpole]

He's there past the bend in the corner, pad beside him.

When she looks, he waves, small, smile warm.

[porcupineliz]

Well now.

She smiles back, lifts her glass to him in silent toast, and knocks back about half of what's left in it.

[leftistbeanpole]

Jordie grins suddenly and reaches over to power off his pad.

It might be a fun evening after all.