In a public setting like Ecstasy, Avé was a sitting duck to the watchers. They could have been anywhere and anyone. Standing around like an idiot for the owner was testing her impatient, unstable temperament, to the point of complacency. Her phone came out of the skin tight D&B jeans she was wearing. Her thumb hit the '2' on her speed dial. Her free arm folded to wrap around her midsection, as the fingers drummed at the curvature of her torso. Avé's eyes rolled as she listened to the song her sister had picked for Avé's custom dial that took the place of a boring old ringing noise.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>'I'm boss-eh. I'm the bitch y'all love to hate. <br/>I'm the chick that's raisin' stakes.<br/>I told young stunna he should switch to bass. <br/>I'm back wit the eight-oh-eight, <br/>cause I'm boss-eh.'</em></div><br/>No one answered, after all of that! Avé couldn't hide the laughter that got stuck in her throat, as her annoyed tone spared Mirabelle's ear and went straight to her sister's voice mailbox. "Mira...what the fuck?" She left a pause there to let her sister know that that was her, shaking her head. "The owner hasn't made an appearance yet. And it's been, oh-almost twenty minutes. If he's not here in ten...we're out of here."<br/><br/>She hit the red key on her phone's touch pad and walked over to the bar. Dragging Dee with her. "I need a drink goddammit." She said out loud to no one in particular. She settled on a bar stool two seats away from the only other person there. The club seemed to have a whole lot of bars planted along the path wayward to the pool. Cautiously, Avé made sure Dee was on the averted side of her. It was a protective force of habit.<br/><br/>When the bartender pointed to Avé, indicating an order, she gave grinned. "Yeah, two jack and cokes." It was easier to get away with things when you were a girl. Rarely, did anyone ask for ID. Since they had slipped passed the cashier out front, Dee had no underage ban or stamp on her. If only her professional endeavors could have gone so smoothly. She paid and tipped him nicely, as she did with the valet. Then turned her back and slipped Dee her poison.<br/><br/><br/><div align="center">(http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee80/One_Way/Pimp.png)</div>