Quirks a single brow at him. Did he really think it was going to be /that/ easy for him? Shakes her head no in the slightest.

She can't wait to see what he comes up with. Cocks her head to the side, sizing him up. “And what do they call you, handsome?”

An amused simper settling on her features, she nods once. Finally, some good fuckin’ game. “You can call me tonight, Bash. Then maybe I'll tell ya.”

“Never had a reason to,” Sandy returns simply. Catching that familiar gleam in his eyes, she nods triumphantly. If not a catch, he can certainly while away her time. “I sure hope you do, stud. Would be /quite/ the shame to have you slip away.”

Look at all of these creatures. Hubba, hubba.

“No. You really wouldn't.” And there's her gentle, tight-lipped smile. As sweet as can be.

She's not so bad herself.

Isn't that a lovely sight. Winks back at her. x.com/angelsrite/sta…

“You sure there, sugar? Don't sound all that certain,” she teases, a dash of special sweetness in her voice. Just for her own shits and giggles. x.com/angelsrite/sta…

Kicks her feet up, occupying herself with her nails. She had to travel three towns over for some goddamn entertainment. Unacceptable.

A Mess™.

Touchy, touchy, touchy. Tsk.

Mixed? What a pity. x.com/hellslayer/sta…

Hm. Perhaps she could...sway him in a more favourable direction. x.com/hellslayer/sta…

A drink or two with him is all she needs. x.com/hellslayer/sta…

Name the time and place, she'll be there. x.com/hellslayer/sta…

Wolf-whistles.