<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/ClarkLeightonLarge.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Clark Jacoby Leighton</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13070156#msg13070156)<br/><strong>Time / Location:</strong>Evening, Eames Residence<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black sleeveless t-shirt, faded khaki combats.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Pool Party People, Open.<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Arriving<br/><br/>"Thanks, doll." Clark mwahed at Desi as he looked over the party, pale eyebrows raising as his shoulders sag. "I'm kind of torn between impressed and disappointed. Think the asians are hired?" He ask, half a question, half a snark. Not that that stopped him eyeing them up in a distant way. "I'll admit, I expected more just some swimming and chatting, leading to drinking and dancing. Stuff we could spice up. So yeah, slip the leash if you get a better offer. Sorry, Desi."  A long shrug followed, Clark keeping walking with a polite smile.<br/><br/>Clark gave Terry a nod. "Well, it'll keep if I don't drink it. Thanks for the warning, but I have to hang for a bit. Friends, eh? Never make life easy." The sight of carrying a tumbler of booze down the street made Clark want to laugh. Possibly point and laugh. But at the same time, he just wasn't up for the shouting match that would probably follow. So he just kept on steadily, shaking his head and pinching the bridge of his nose a little after he passed them. He did glance over his shoulder to see if Desi would decide they seemed more fun though. If so, good for her.<br/><br/>Shane got a wave as Clark came up. "Mmmm. Really pushed the boat out, Shane?" He cocked his head. "You been hitting the beer hard? You look a bit flushed, man. You have to keep it real as the host, you know." He smiled though, tapping his fist on Shane's chest. "Who are the four pack anyway? Football fans?" He went on tip-toes and peered a bit further. "Yvonne too. I never undersand how she can keep dresses like that on in this heat."