Avery giggled as she grabbed her new drink when the bartender dropped it off for her, noting that Corey took his at the same time. He certainly stuck out like a sore thumb at the Tropicana, and that was just what she needed that night. He was adorable and absolutely clueless, which only made it even sweeter, in her opinion.<br/><br/>When he clarified what ‘a girl like her’ meant, Avery’s smile widened a little more with every compliment that he paid to her. Gorgeous - smirk, fit - smile, dressed to a T - grin. She held back the urge to giggle again when he jumped at the chance to go somewhere more private, saying he knew exactly the place to go to.<br/><br/>With a perked brow, she strolled after him, following as he led the way to the booth. She took a deliberate sip and then set her drink down on the table Corey waved at. She noticed him looking over at the phot booth and then titled her head toward it, instead of shifting into the booth when he offered for her to sit first. “Do you want to take a turn at the phot booth?”<br/><br/>She walked closer to it, looking at the background choices. “Hm, should we do hearts or stars or skulls…? Oh, or the galaxy, or a rainbow?” Avery angled her body and popped a hip out, settling her hand against her waist as she considered the poses that they could do together. “We’d need to do one silly one, one serious one, and one other one. What’s the other pose we should do?” She asked, realizing she was putting him a bit on the spot, but sincerely curious about what he would say.