"Aww, blue, it's not green."  Leera made a fake pouty face as she watched Asia pour the drinks, the touch from the girl still lingering on her shoulder.  "I guess it's ok, green does require blue to be made."  She poured a glass for herself, straight, no ice.  Kicking back she gulped it down like it was water.  Bland, not powerful, it wasn't absinthe, and it wasn't even over 40%.  Ah well, there could be plenty of that for later.  She sat idly listening to Asia talk, her idea of an ice breaker was well, dissapointing.<br/><br/>"To be honest I can't pick someone from here.  None of them fit my tastes.  You and Lance boy here are the only two who could, well, keep me busy enough."  She shrugged, uncrossing her legs so there was a full view up her skirt.  It wasn't a thong, Leera always thought a simble bikini cut was adequate enough for her tastes.  "I come here to meet people, because usually this place tends to attract more interesting characters than the staff themselves.  Unfortunately for tonight there were only two catches in the pond, everyone else is a minnow."  She pointed over to one of the more scantily clad pole dancers.  "She'd be mine within a minute.  No fun if they break easy."<br/><br/>Leera leaned back further, placing her hands behind her head.  The aroma from Asia was killing her.  Too bad there wasn't a place to bed nearby.  She'd rather have just skipped the Icebreaker and got to the fucking.