<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ev6-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Paisley “Lee” Halliwell<br/><strong>Creature:</strong>Witch/Cupid<br/><strong>Location:</strong>P3<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Angel<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The last two hours had been a joy for Lee. After the body shot she'd dragged Angel back out onto the dance floor, chatting a bit, but mostly just dancing, pushing the boundaries of what was appropriate in such a public venue and savoring the back and forth of them both taunting each other. She knew it had been far too long since she had just let herself go and relax, and that she might be going overboard but she didn't really care. This man was gorgeous and virile, and she had every intention of just letting the night go where it would...especially if it meant it went back to her place!<br/><br/>And then she felt it, a vibration against her outer thigh that made her groan in annoyance and reach down to pluck her cell phone from a special holder she'd had fitted to the boots. With their family, and it's history you never knew when an "emergency" could crop up. Granted they hadn't had a real demon emergency in quite some time but they were all, always prepared for it to happen. Looking at the screen, and Wyatt's text, she sighed, a frown touching her features.<br/><br/>Putting the phone back in her boot she looked at the mountain of a man she'd been dancing with and sighed softly. Taking his hand she led him off the floor and back to the bar where she motioned to one of the bartenders that she was going to need a cab. She'd had too much to drink to risk driving back to the Manor. Grabbing a pen she grinned at Angel and pulled herself up on a stool so she was on a level with him once more. Taking his hand in hers, she wrote her number out on his arm, just above his wrist where it wouldn't be likely to come off due to the sweat from a drink glass.<br/><br/>"The message was a family emergency," she said and glanced at her cousins, sure more than one would have their phones out or be in the process of taking their own leave, "I have to go but call me and we'll see what a home cooked dinner<em>and</em>two snickers bars if worth to you!" she teased before reaching out to him impulsively and drawing him close, a smirk on her lips as she let them touch his gently, wanting one small taste of him before she ran to her families call.