<div class="floatleft">(http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/26400000/Hilary-Duff-3-hilary-duff-26462538-378-500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Liz Monroe<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Party, outside Parker Commons<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ryder, Liam, open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Havng fun and playing wing woman<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRGnwcVG2owxAL2dCqHCKCY8Gd317LQ44lWex3w3Avgw2FxvKhUCu7jGq8R<br/><hr/><br/>She smiled as Liam wasn't bothered by the fact that she amost hadn't remembered his name, most people would have been. "That's true,  I do hope we can be friends though. I've been meaning to check out your place, but haven't really had the time. We should hang out some time."<br/><br/>Liz laughed softly at the look on her twin's face and grinned. She knew what flirting was, even if it wasn't the kind of flirting that she was used to, it was obviously her sister's way of flirting. Everyone had their own style. It didn't clash with her sister's personailty so it worked for her. She wasn't offended when Ryder said she was her bitch, even if she didn't know if she meant it seriously or not. Wasn't the worst thing she'd ever been called. She grimaced when Ryder nudged her in the ribs, but said nothing about it.<br/><br/>Liz quickly finished her fifth or six drink, but she didn't care. The man she'd be entertaining later liked it when she was a little drunk. She glanced at her twin as the girl's voice dropped to ask Liam if he was holding, she grinned a bit. "Stereotypes..." She giggled a little. "I have some stuff if you can't find anything." Her eyes moved to Liam again and she smiled. "I love Hallowen, too, you need to show me this shop sometime and, ooh, Ryder's extremely new to town. You should show her around or something." She wasn't used to playing wing woman or anything of the sort.