Steven had just picked up his flyers from the local copy shop. after a nice dish of Boudain. He really enjoyed the sausage skin stuffed with rice and shrimp. He was headed home, and he pushed a button on the steering wheel. "Call Lori," he commanded. The dashboard bluetooth dialed, and the phone rang. It went to voicemail. What is it with people not answering their phones in this city?
"Hey, Lore, it's Steven. I got my flyers printed out today, so I'm headed over to the Hookah to drop them off. Just give some out, especially to people that can put them up at their work. See ya soon, hun."
And with that he made his way to the bar, and dropped them off with the waitress, telling her Lori told him to bring them by. With that he drove over to the tattoo parlor where that guy Alex worked, and slapped a much smaller stack on their counter, and headed out. He hadn't seen Alex, he must be on break or in one of the rooms he heard the buzz of the tattoo machine coming from. Oh well. He stepped into his car, and drove home to get ready for the party in a few days.
What had been keeping the little pixie from answering her phone and being at the Hookah? Well, the truth of the matter was, Manny, her agent had given her a call and told her he had found some work for her in New Orleans. She'd been at the photo-shoot for just about nine hours before everything was said and done. She wasn't exactly sure what the shoot was for, or where the pictures would turn up, but if she knew Manny he would auction them off to the highest bidder and soon her face would be broadcasted again everywhere. Oh well, at least it typically involved a decent pay check.
As soon as Lori was on her way back to the Hookah she listened to her messages, a small smile tugging at her lips when she heard Steven's voice. When she reached the lounge, the flyers were already there waiting for her and she thanked the girl who'd held onto them or her. She went and posted a couple on a large cork board that everyone could see and then kept a stack behind the bar that she could hand out to friends and other people that might be interested, before typing back a text to the elementalist.
'Hey, got the flyers. They look pretty neat! Can't wait for the party. You care if I bring some herbal refreshment? lol, anyway, hopefully I'll see you later, got to go back to work. -Lori'
-- Edited by LORISSA MCDERMOTT on Wednesday 6th of April 2011 12:19:44 AM
He started typing his text as he was working out just a little bit to get toned. The attack with the werewolf had put into his head that he had gotten out of shape. He was in the middle of the forty third crunch when his phone had buzzed with her text.
{Awesome, babe. You can paint the town green if you want. Where were you? I called your phone. Also, you think Silent could give me the name of her alcohol supplier? Want to buy the booze for the party wholesale. I also heard of a club having what they call a 'rave' soon. Supposedly it's dance music. Wanna go?}
He hit send right before his sixty seventh crunch, and continued on, building a sweat.
-- Edited by STEVEN TERRAFOR on Wednesday 6th of April 2011 07:42:23 AM
Lori was in the middle of preparing a hookah when her phone buzzed her ass in her back pocket. A grin tugged at her lips as she kept bouncing around the music, finishing what she was doing and then sending it to the table it belonged to before pulling her cell out and reading the text Steven sent. She gave a small chuckle as her fingers flew over the keys, tying in a response.
'Sweetness! And I was at a photo shoot. Photographers tend to get pretty pissy if you interrupt them to answer your phone. As for Silent I can ask her, next time I see her around, or I can just look at one of the invoices next time I get the chance. A rave!? Fuck yeah! Where!? Wait a minute... Are you sure you're up for a rave?'
She'd tap the send button and then stick her phone back in the back pocket of her pants and go about dancing around behind the bar while serving customers.
-- Edited by LORISSA MCDERMOTT on Wednesday 6th of April 2011 08:56:24 AM
Steven smiled to himself as he was stripping down for a shower, and heard the ringtone go off. Katy Perry's 'I kissed A Girl' blared through the tiny speaker. He reaad the text, and chuckled softly.
{I'm not sure what a rave is, but I like dancing! A photoshoot? When did you hear about this? I wish I had known. Yeah, take a look at one of the invoices and let me know about the booze.}
He hit send, and slid his boxers off, stepping into the steaming shower to scrub his self clean.
Her back pocket buzzed again, and the little pixie pulled her phone out, blue-green eyes reading the text, as a mischievous smile spread across her face. To tell him what a rave entails, or not to tell? That is the questions. After debating on it for a minute, she decided to surprise him. Why spoil the fun after all? Her fingers made quick work of typing out a response.
'Got a message from my managing agent this morning about the shoot. Why do you wish you had known? Those things are tediously boring. As soon as I can get a minute to run back to the office I will let you know. Can't wait for the rave! It should be a blast! Oh, btw, I'm wearing one of your presents..."
With an evil grin she hit send, and then turned on her heel to go check on things in the kitchen and make sure that her employees weren't trying to kill each other.
He heard the phone go off again as his hair was still full of shampoo. Instead of reaching out and checking the text, he just sang along, modifying the words just a bit to fit for him.
"...It felt so wrong, It felt so right, Does it mean I'm in love tonight? I kissed a girl and I liked it, I liked it!"
After his shower, he would step out, and dry his hands on the towel, so he could read the message. The rest he would let air dry.
{LOL. I hope you are enjoying it, but I also hope you have something on over it, or under it. I can't have all of Nola ogling you. But as for clothes, I'm not.}
"Are you kidding me? I can't turn my back on you guys for a minute without ya'll doing something stupid? Clean it up! That's all I'm gonna say!" She turned on her heel and left the kitchen, before things started flying around the room and knocking people around. Her phone started vibrating her ass again and she blinked, pulling it out. Her eyes widened as she read the text, and she had to bite her lip to keep from laughing, walking into the office. She flopped down into the chair and grabbed one of the invoices, scanning over it before making her reply.
'The name of the supplier is _______. Can be reached by calling 1-800-673-7865. As for wearing something over it, or under it, I'm not, except for a pair of really soft black leather pants. Not sure, would that count? Not wearing clothes? Wow... And I thought I was a tease.'
He wrote the number down on a piece of paper, under the business' name. Good, now he could get the booze fairly cheap.
{Thanks! And I just got out of the shower, silly. Not trying to tease. You need to bring that leather clothed butt over here after work, I got a movie.}
He put the phone down after sending his message, and started pulling some clothes on, now that he was dry.
A brow went up as the phone went off again, it was sitting on the desk, and the little pixie realized she'd been staring up at the ceiling. And why not, it had been a long day. A gloved hand reached for the phone and she read his text, a smile tugging at her lips.
'Really? A movie, huh? I'm on my way.'
She hit the send button, and then jumped up from the chair, walking out of the office and back up to the front. Things were steady, but there were plenty of people to cover. After spending the day at the photo shoot, she needed a little R&R. Walking outside, she made a call to the cab company and lit up a cig.
Lori was sitting in the cab, probably half-way there when she received his next text, and she pulled her phone out, blue-green eyes scanning his words quickly. A smile twitched at her lips and she gave a small chuckle before replying.
'Ohhh! Dinner and a movie, sweet! I should be there in a few. See you soon.'
She sent the message, and sat back relaxing into the cushion of the seat as the cab sped towards Steven's house.
-- Edited by LORISSA MCDERMOTT on Wednesday 6th of April 2011 09:48:11 AM
