<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b9/12/b6/b912b65afa67d5dd3d90994c8172a94b.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Sophia Thomson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293586.msg14406317#msg14406317)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>20:45, Sunday, June 1st<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Lanai<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Working... Kind of<br/><strong>Content Rating:</strong>Light, flirty<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dom, Kat, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Sophia could not help but laugh when Dom fumbled for a reply, waving her hand to assure him she was just teasing before she lightly rested it against his arm. Even with her fingers spread wide, she couldn't wrap her hand around her bicep which felt more like a boulder than a muscle. It was only a moment, but soon she found her words, her smile having grown into an amused grin. It wasn't often Sophia was seen without a smile, but when you were living in paradise and surrounded by attractive and mostly well-off people, that was a fairly easy feat. There was always something to be happy about.<br/><br/>"You don't need to give me anything, Dom, but thanks. I will take you up on that dance though if things ever wind down." She turned her head and rested her chin on her shoulder, sucking in her lower lip and chewing on it gently as Dom commented, summarizing the season and for what it really was; a profit.<br/><br/>"They gotta keep the lights on somehow," she shrugged, not really complaining since she usually made out pretty well with tips. When he offered his help, however, Sophia was touched. As if Dom didn't already have enough on his plate between helping with security and lifeguarding, here he was letting her know he'd help if she needed it. She wasn't always the best at asking for it when she needed it, so it was sweet of him to offer.<br/><br/>"If one of the washers breaks like last year, I may just have to take you up on that," she snorted with laugher, trying not to recall her stress last year when they were short on clean sheets. "I'll try to spare you, though. It gets hot as hell in the laundry room. I definitely got in trouble once or twice last year for not being appropriately clothed," she said, raising her hands to punctuate her words with air quotations. Raj had caught her working in nothing but her bra and underwear, and though there hadn't been any complaints about it, he proceeded to give her a mouthful. If he wanted her to keep her clothes on, than he should have gotten her a fan at least.<br/><br/>"Well, I'm gunna see if I can squeeze in at the bar and get a drink. Don't you dare forget about that dance!" She shot him a wink over her shoulder before she made her way across the room, though she stopped on her way to grab a deserted drink at a nearby table when she spotted Kat, a returning guest, lounging alone on one of the nearby couches. Without hesitation, she stepped towards him and bent to pluck up the empty appetizer plate on the low table beside him.<br/><br/>"Pleasure to see you again, Mr. Taylor." Her green eyes met his dark gaze and she flashed him a soft smile. She hadn't interacted with the man much on his last trip, however, it was hard to forget a man like him. He was both beautiful and handsome, and his gaze had a way of peering straight through you. "Can I get you anything? I was headed for the bar anyways."