<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a0/SamMask.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><em>Sam "Mr. Clean," Bathroom Attendant</em></span></span><br/><strong>Where: </strong>Backyard<br/><strong>When: </strong>Friday, Dusk<br/><strong>Who: </strong>Moloch, Snow, OPEN<br/><strong>Status: </strong>CLOSED<br/><hr/><br/>"<em><strong>Damn man,</strong></em>" he whispered into Moloch's ear while Snow walked ahead of them. "<em><strong>Your moves are really fucking smooth, do you mind giving me a few pointers sometime!?</strong></em>" he grinned and then nudged the knuckles of his fist into the side of Moloch's stoic stance. "<strong>Alright, <em>mon pu-teet bo-coo</em></strong>" he tried to mimic the sweet phrase, but failed horribly. Even if his confident grin continued to be plastered on the front of his face. "<strong>It's settled then! I'll lead the way, and Moloch...</strong>" he said as his eyes lingered Lily and her petite and lithe frame. "<strong>Why don't you make sure that cute little lambchop doesn't stray too far from this pack of hungry wolves,</strong>" he smirked triumphantly proud of his comment, and then began walking off of the patio and heading to the gardens.<br/><br/>His hands pointed toward a few trees that he mentioned the hints of a few lewd stories, or odd clean-up situations he had to deal with in the most interesting areas. Once there was even an accident over a particular set of white roses, which resulted in an also very prickly situation for Sam. "<strong>I could talk about these grounds and these flowers all day long, but I'm not one of those green thumbed giants,</strong>" he turned around and then placed his thumb near the side of Moloch's shoulder. Tracing up his necklines to his neck, lingering just a moment as he came to the chin. "<strong>You remind me of someone,</strong>" he murmured fondly before slipping his hand back to his side.<br/><br/>Then his attention was brought to Snow. "<strong>But what's really fun is if I show you the back ways... back alleys... back doors...</strong>" he couldn't help but smile when he spoke. Seeming to linger his eyes on Snow a bit longer, tracing his eyes were his hands had so discretely brushed against before. "<strong>Tell me, do you two always like to do things the convention way...</strong>" he paused. His hand leading to Moloch's shoulder, and then the opposite was placed on Snow's forearm. Slowly lingering his digits lower to trace, just as he had done to Moloch's necklines earlier. "<strong>... or we can do something a bit more daring. Maybe even break a few traditional rules, if you will,</strong>" he added raising his thick, blonde eyebrows.<br/><br/>"<strong>There is this killer paradise themed (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=248999.0) room near here. With a big, huge bed we could all roll around in. I'm even sure it's big enough to house all three of us,</strong>" he added. The invitation lingering on his tongue.