<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mychicagotherapist.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/chris-evans-black-white-shirt.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Michael ‘Mick’ McIntyre (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293586.msg14406445#msg14406445)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>21:00-ish, Sunday, June 1st<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Lanai- bar area<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Working/Light socializing<br/><strong>Content Rating:</strong>Light but flirting<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sophia, Chels, Selene (tangentially)<hr/><br/>"It would only be a shame if you didn't join me."<br/><br/>Sophia was determined to toy with Mick, and likely any other man she felt fit to do so with, for as long as she could get away with it. As a friend and fellow staff member, Mick was game to play along and assume the innocence of it all. He wasn’t sure that some of Serenity’s guests were quite so willing to be as magnanimous about it.<br/><br/>But, Sophia would probably never learn that. At least, he hoped she’d never have to. Mick felt that little twinge of big-brother-dom as the petite blonde ducked back through the crowd to deliver a drink to Dom, a favor that showed the girl’s inherent kindness.<br/><br/>Once he saw Sophia’s slender form slip back into the throng of people, he started to turn his attention back to the pair at the bar, but, seeing them well-engaged in conversation and waiting for the drinks he’d comped them, decided it best to let guests mingle. That was an unspoken but well-adhered to policy at Serenity- engage the guests and make let them know they were noticed and even desired, but, never get in the way of two guests interacting unless someone’s safety was clearly at risk.<br/><br/>Mick took a short pull from his water bottle, loosening and replacing the cap with deft, quick moving hands. ‘Might as well roam a bit’, he told himself.<br/><br/>He stepped back from the bar-the crowd was beginning to grow at both the bar and around the space where the band was picking up the energy. Walking slowly, Mick made his way around the bar, his eyes scanning the crowd and the bar a bit. In some ways, he preferred these moments where he felt in the middle of things but could have his thoughts. He knew that it would be short-lived, with a crowd of this size around.<br/><br/>Stepping up to a different spot at the bar, his back to the larger mass out in front of the band, he caught Chelsea’s attention. “Hey there-mind if I just grab a Goose and tonic with a lime?” The order would occasionally get Mick accused of being a lightweight, but, given that he was still technically working, and would likely have some tear-down responsibilities after the party wrapped, he wasn’t too concerned with the opinions of others.<br/><br/>Resting his upper body weight on the bar while he waited for Chelsea to get to him, he caught a glimpse of the woman he’d later find out was Selene. Mick had caught a glimpse of her moving into her cottage a few days prior, and knew he’d likely let his gaze linger a bit too long. She was already in the midst of being chatted up by a guest, which meant that she was clearly getting the full Serenity experience early in her term. Mick gave the slightest smile and nod, then pointed to his name tag in an attempt to indicate that they were colleagues before giving the smallest, wave. Being more collegial than that would keep-it would be a long summer.<br/><br/>Besides, Chelsea was sure to be back any moment with his drink and the night was still young.<br/>