<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/lDLfuFy.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Oscar Valdez</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=259067.msg12796517#msg12796517)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Dance Host<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 2nd, right around 9:00 am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beach<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Robyn Washington<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>None<hr/><br/>“You know, if I wasn't in such a good mood, I'd decline sharing this delicious little frozen concoction.” Oscar said, offering the lady his drink.<br/><br/>After he would place himself down at her feet, stretched out beside the the ends of her lovely legs where he could gaze up across her sensual form.  “Don't cover up on my account though.  I'm a lover and connoisseur of the human body, and am a firm believer that clothes in these festive and relaxing situations are only impediments to more festive and relaxing situations.” He remarked with a sly grin upon his face.  “I mean, if it'll make you feel any better, I'd be more than happy to shed my shirt in solidarity.”<br/><br/>A thought occurred to him.  She certainly did not seem as if she were the type who worked aboard one of the ships.  People like that, people like him, had a certain air to them, one that in his experience seemed more laid back, relaxed, as if marked by the work on the seas.  This lovely lady, whomever she was, didn't seem to have that quality.  A reservedness about her, a more refined quality.  It made his stomach tighten just a bit with anxiety.<br/><br/>“And, if you're upper, upper management, please disregard my comments.” He added in a half-assed attempt to cover his ass.  “I blame it on the sun and pina colada.”