<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9e/70/36/9e7036b236e9241d73ad1fbd3f1d5845.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jolie Barbier (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=324267.msg15592928#msg15592928)<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Jolt Girl<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>white short dress<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>March 1st, 2050 | 8pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cole Bennett's Mansion<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alexander Shadmore(M), Cole Bennett(M), Aurora Parisi(M)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Letting herself be guided around by Cole's team manager.<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Well if it isn't the Barbie model herself, I'd recognize that angel face AND those killing curves just anywhere"</strong>, Russell called as he stood in Jolie's way. The man spoke out loud and moved his hands a lot that it was impossible to ignore yet he was so confident in himself and so straight forward that she couldn't help not only to stay by his side but also to play her little game.<br/><br/>Giggling at the comparison with the plastic doll Jolie accepted his words as a compliment and then, even when an introduction on her side was not needed, she introduced herself, "Tee hee, thanks for<em>la complimont</em>. Jolie Barbier, and you are..."<strong>"Russell Wells, manager of the LA Lakers."</strong>They shook hands but as he continued speaking Jolie's flirtatious hand was soon on his shoulder.<strong>"I've seen you on some mags and man!, you look so hot no matter what you wear."</strong>His eyes were all over her and he wasn't discreet about it but that didn't bother her at all, on the contrary she would play her own game and follow up. "I 'ope it is not only lingerie mags which you 'ave been staring at Russ because mon eyes are up here, ha ha.", she would reply in a playful tone as she placed her index finger on his chin to lift his head upwards.<br/><br/><strong>"Ha, ha, not at all, ahem, but I wanted to take the chance to speak business with you if you allow me to escort you around."</strong>He'd offer her his arm which she immediately grabbed without hesitation. "Sure go ahead, I'm intrigued by what you 'ave in mind.<em>Bien que</em>you should better talk to<em>mon ajéncy</em>about anything business relatéd." Completely losing sight of Cole and his friend Xander and never having noticed her friend Aurora or the young russian guy, Jolie let herself be guided around by the arm of the man who exhibited her almost like a trophy and who tried to convince her to get into a cheerleader outfit, not necessarily for anything remotely related with advertising.