Clarissa loved the way Sam squirmed as she brought their past history with Johnny. Sure he hated it to have the attention of all those football boys. She equally loved the way he presented himself to him. Sam had gotten perfect at mimicking her voice, making both their looks and voices identical. It was almost too good to be true. Something that many of their previous conquests had found out the hard way, leaving poor Sam to himself for the night.<br/><br/>Without a word, she followed her twin's lead and pressed her lips against Johnny's in unison with his. They had done that move a few times before, but this time was special. She finally got to kiss her long time crush along with Sam. Tasting the whiskey on his lips, she drew back slowly. "You always had the best taste in things" she said, lingering on the last few words.<br/><br/>Looking to Sam, she extened her hand back behind Johnny to try and reach his hand before looking back at their mark. "So what are you doing here? I thought this place would be a bit out of your league" she said as an obvious jab at the fact that she had always felt she was too good for him back in the day. "But you do look like you have done well for yourself. Don't he Sammie?" she asked her twin with a twinkle in her eyes.