| New RN's. How bout it? |
| I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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| Oh gawd. How am I going to walk in those heels? |
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 Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 4:15 pm
*goes back to her napkins*
I think......I think....I think...I think I've manged to do it.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 4:29 pm
That's good... *still has no idea what she's talking about* sweatdrop
*finishes his coke* I'm going to head out. See you around, Nei. *leaves the bar*
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 4:37 pm
That's okay, sometimes I can't even understand it myself. rofl
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 4:45 pm
*collects her napkins of notes and heads out*
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 5:25 pm
She arrived back at MW and parked her car. She locked it and entered the bar through the front door, noticing that the bar was empty at the moment. She went behind the counter and went about making a vodka and cranberry-pomegranate juice. After squeezing a bit of lime into it, she went to her usual seat at the bar.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 7:23 pm
Franco parks his car parallel to the black Lamborghini in the lot. He gets out and smirks that signature grin across his lips as he lights the cigarette in his smoker. He walks to the front door and lets himself in, immediately spotting Katana and tossing her a pointed gun shot hand gesture. 
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 7:25 pm
She turned when she heard the door open and saw Franco. She couldn't help but smile at his antics. Pain in the a** that he was, he was still fun to talk to.
"So...I see you made it back from Vegas in one piece. Break many hearts while you were there? biggrin "
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 7:31 pm
Gattina, gattina. Franco, he's a gentleman. Dem ladies just get un real le aspettative. What's yous wants Franco to dos eh? Whys don't yous be a doll and gets me a port. cool
Franco sits in a bar stool next to Katana, winking at her as he makes the wine request.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 7:34 pm
She sipped her drink and grinned at Franco. "Frankie boy, you KNOW the bar is self-service. Now, had you let me drive your car that day, I might be more inclined to get you a glass of wine. wink "
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 7:40 pm
Franco throws his hands up in sarcastic disbelief. Ehh but I's let yous drive your cars and I's furnished the wholes nights little gattina. Yous can't even get Franco oens measly bicchiere di vino? 
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 7:43 pm
She burst out laughing, "Waitaminute, you LET me drive MY car? How very generous of you! rofl And before you go on about MY car, it happens to be in MY name now. I offered to pay for it, but Psy insisted on giving it to me. And I guess since you did pay for the gambling that day I can get you ONE glass of wine. wink "
She shook her head and snickered at Franco. He was such a drama king sometimes. She grabbed a wineglass and a bottle of port and set both of them down in front of him.
"There ya go, wine for the gentleman. xd " She went back to her seat and had a sip of her drink.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 7:50 pm
Questo è più piace, grazie gattina. Sides it's not yous I's worried abouts, matta a fact afters what I saw dis mattina I'd think maybe we's been goin abouts this all wrong. I's hoping to finds Antonio 'eres to talk to 'em bout it. I saws yous two ladies John's exiting outs the back of your quarters dis mattina. Franco gots dis figured outs. cool
Franco takes the port to his nose, breathing the scent, before he takes his first sip of it.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 7:54 pm
"Johns? What the hell are you talking about, Frankie? Justin...my BOYFRIEND, spent the night with me last night. You may have seen him leaving this morning, but I can guarantee you Justin is NO John."
She took a sip of her drink and then turned back to Franco. "Antonio? Brother number four? I haven't seen him around. Of course, I wouldn't be able to pick him out of a lineup if my life depended on it either. xd "
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 7:55 pm
*materializes into a shadow up in the bar*
*keeps a look out for that question master* ninja
*isn't in the mood to answer more questions* gonk
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 8:02 pm
Ehh you's want to date the clientele yous go right ahead. I see what yous and zitellona are goins for eres'. I stills seen one other John leavin, right out that rooms next to yous.
And I knows 'tonios 'eres. Yous just havn't runs into 'im yet.
Franco scans the bar, notices the office door is uncharacteristically closed.
Ehh, 'dere he is.
Franco points a finger to the office.
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