It's amazing how time slows to a crawl for the inebriated.  Izzy was thoroughly drunk. She'd have a very hard time believing there was any less then three hours between the snakecharmers caress of her hair , and her speaking. In those  three hours which were really more like ten seconds, Izzy's eyes lull shut as does little more then lean into Serinas touch, rubbing her cheek against the other woman's palm . After what seem like forever she brushes  her lips against Serinas palm scantly and slowly-just  enough that surely the woman wouldn't notice. She felt warm..happy. Peaceful for the first time all day. She 's  jarred from her peaceful repose after what feels like -hours- when Serina opens her mouth to speak. The word "Honesssssttly" drags out for seemingly days.<br/><br/>Izzy's eyes open as Serina confesses. The barkers eyes go wide. Did she hear that right? She couldn't have. She squints her eyes and tries to ignore the pounding in her ears and chest, letting the words sink in.  Izzy can't ask Serina to repeat, and she can't let the silence last forever.  Isabella stumbles to her feet , still a bit wobbly from so much drinking.  She squints and tilts her head, taking a step towards Serina - She has no idea what to say- mostly because she isn't sure she just heard what she thinks she heard.  No one's ever loved her before...was this what it was like? She has to be sure, so casually she simply bites her lower lip and cups Serinas cheek. Her thumb brushes against the soft skin as she lets her mind wander out...picking out those stray thoughts floating through the air until she comes to the one she's searching for.  Serina loved her..there was no disbelief as the reality was literally staring right at her.  This did little to ease Izzys mind. Was this what she felt for Camelia? Was she just infatuated with her friend? Did she love Serina? She was too drunk and confused to really process this all.<br/><br/>So after a few moments of just staring with her bottom lip firmly planted between her teeth, Izzy leans forward and brushes her lips against Serinas. Her heart keeps pounding in her chest, almost threatening to burst its way out through the tattoo she had in place. The tattoo...Goddamnit. Izzy grumbles mentally - She needed to -stop- over thinking and just feel, dealing with the consequences later. Suddenly and with out warning Izzy brings her other hand to cup the other side of Serinas face and desperately pulls the snake charmer to her. The chaste and innocent kiss is long forgotten, and replaced with one of unmistakable intentions.  The barkers tongue runs along Serinas lips, asking politely for entrance before she decides she simply can't wait the three seconds it would take for Serina to process that information, and worms her tongue in anyhow.  For as drunk as she is..she isn't a sloppy kisser, no Izzy is rather intent on what she's doing, and bound and determined to stop over-thinking it. Her tongue runs along the fork in Serinas tongue and over along her sharp teeth.  The sweet smokey taste of the charmer mixes with the acrid coffee of own lips mixed with a heavy dose of moonshine, and Izzy can't get enough . She deepens the kiss further and with out warning, pulling Serina towards her as she takes a seat at the edge of her table in the very small trailer.<br/><br/><br/>She know's she's forgetting something..some..murder..thing.....Timmy down a well...something.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>