<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cc/Burnout-Juliana.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Juliana Dang (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=180776.msg8645575#msg8645575)</strong><br/><strong>Car: </strong>1998 Acura Integra GSR. Parked in the garage. (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/88/Juliana-GSR.jpg)<br/><strong>Appearance: </strong>Yellow string bikini, jean cut-off shorts covering her bottom, though unbuttoned and her favourite black flip-flops.<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Patio<br/><strong>Tags: </strong>Clint, Adriano, Jason, open<hr/><br/>Juliana was starting to wonder what punches she would have to pull to put this whole dog versus cat thing to rest until Star busted up Clint with soul while Jason crushed the dreams with logic. Awesome. It only got better when Adriano had come back with another drink for her. "<strong>Thanks, bud!</strong>" she said wholeheartedly, giving the Italian native a cheer with a raised glass. "<strong>I'll drink it as fast as you drive.</strong>" The girl then shot him her usual wink and tongue before taking the tiniest of sips, placing the glass back on the patio table.<br/><br/>Shifting her attention between the patio and the pool, Juliana wondered if she should make her way over to the other girls. It only took her a fraction of a second to decide that maybe having the attention of the boys for a bit wouldn't be such a bad thing. She finished her burger and was now idly eating chips, taking sips and being hip between bits of conversation.<br/><br/>"<strong>Oh, man! A hammock would be so nice to have. Maybe I'll get one with my race winnings tonight.</strong>" Juliana laughed, both at the fact that it would be an awful thing to waste well earned money on and her chances of beating a ton of people, seven of which she now lived with. "<strong>I'm not going to share it, though. Unless you're Muffles.</strong>"