<span style="font-family:Assistant">Alice shook her head with a grin. "No you aren't being forward. I think your company Kinley. And I cannot wait to try these pancakes." She walked with him to his car leaning against the side. "I think we will have a great time tonight don't you think?"<br/>
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Chase threw the cigarette butt down on the ground crushing it under his boot. Alice hadn't seen him as she walked past him with that guy from earlier. <i>Figures. </i>Shaking his head. He pushed the door back and walked back into the club, his mood clearly soured. For someone who always depended on him, the dancer was clearly taking him for granted. All she seemed to want from him was his treats. It wasn't like he minded the attention. He liked Alice, maybe even cared. But if she was planning on getting with this guy, he'd have to cut her loose. Plain and simple. He washed his hands as he came back behind the the bar. Last call was looming around the corner and he wanted to get that last rush out before the night ended.</span>