<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Know somebody up there? Or just a ambitious onlooker?" </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He was working so hard on looking disinterested that the sudden sound took him completely by surprise, and he nearly sprung from the bar he was leaning against.  His eyes went to her face, then made the trip down... as any man's eyes would.  From a few stories up she was hot; right next to him she was practically smoking.  Preston got his little grin, as he looked back up to her face, leaning against the bar in his "I'm to cool to just stand" stance.  Before he could say anything, she spoke again.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I find myself doing the same thing sometimes."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He watched her look to the staircase, following her eyes with his own.  He glanced sidelong at her with his peripheral vision, taking the moment to scratch under his jacket again.  She certainly seemed impressed with the wealthy snobs up in the lounge.  Preston's hopes crashed suddenly.  This woman was some form of gold-digger.  He opened his mouth, taking a moment to fix his smile back in place when she spoke again.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"So is that why you came here tonight.. to stare at the V.I.P. lounge?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He eyes were on him.  She was checking him out, and she was curious!  Preston didn't care if he was dead wrong, this was the first time he'd talked to a girl, much less a hot girl, as himself in what seemed like an eternity.  This was his chance to wow her, to impress her, to get her interested before she came to her senses and went running away.  Everything - everything!- depended on what was going to come out of his mouth right now to get her attentions with.<br/><br/>"Oh, you know baby." Preston smiled.  He blinked in concern, suddenly.  Apparently, his mouth was done.<br/><br/>He started praying for a sudden stroke in that moment.