<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/21f88_ashley-greene-hair-style-2011-18.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Payton Vincentia Halliwell</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Party time!</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Tagged: Kenny, Anyone</span></span></div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> Payton was just slipping on her short leather jacket when she heard a horn beep outside. Rolling her eyes she crossed to the window to peek out and sure enough there was Kenny's black '66 GTO idling in front of the manor. Checking her appearance in the mirror one last time, she took a deep breath and nodded to herself. <strong>“You can do this Pay. Just a night out. No freaky power surges.”</strong> A devilish smile spread slowly across her features as the concept of a night out with her best friend crossed her mind and didn't fade as the horn beeped again impatiently. <br/><br/>Snatching up her keys, she headed out of the house and locked the door behind her. The house was silent with no obvious signs of life inside so she figured everyone must have left a while ago. After the talk with Paisley, Payton had spent a few more minutes out in the garden thinking over the idea of calling her mother. Unable to get past the weighty emotional baggage that came with the prospect, she'd decided she would talk with both of her sisters at a later time—she would need them there, that much was clear—and pushed it out of her mind. Heading upstairs after a bit of Lee's tea , she'd popped a pill just to be sure and lay down with the intention of staying in for the night. However, after a short nap she'd woken to an empty house, and with her headache subdued she'd called up her best friend for a night out.<br/><br/>Still grinning, Payton pulled open the car door and slid onto the leather seat, a sharp wolf whistle greeting her. She was instantly thankful the heat was pumping full blast as her dress was hardly weather appropriate. <br/><br/><strong>“No kiss hello?”</strong> Kenny waited for her to put on her seat belt before he shifted into gear and pulled away from the curb, some random metal song playing low in the background.<br/><br/><strong>“For you sitting in the car and honking at me?”</strong> She snorted and kept her gaze straight ahead. <strong>“No way.”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“Aww, c'mon Belle. I was making sure everything was nice and warm for you. A skirt that short, you would have hated to sit on cold leather.”</strong> He grinned over at her.<br/><br/></span></span><div class="floatright">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Firewall-1.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> <strong>“A gentleman comes to the door,”</strong> she insisted, tossing her ponytail over her shoulder.<br/><br/><strong>“Yeah, well... you've know for a good long while that I ain't no gentleman, babe.”</strong> His hand fell on her thigh and squeezing slightly he wiggled his eyebrows at her lewdly. <br/><br/>Payton couldn't help but laugh as she slugged him, <strong>“Just drive you heathen.”</strong> She was so glad Kenny wasn't in one of his darker, broody moods. He was so much fun to be around when he lightened up.<br/><br/><strong>“Ow!”</strong> He laughed and rubbed his shoulder as though she had hurt him. <strong>“As the Beauty commands...”</strong><br/><br/>The drive to P3 wasn't long but by the time they'd arrived parking was an issue. Kenny wouldn't trust his prized possession near just any old car so they'd ended up having to walk a bit to get to the entrance. Luckily her friend was nice enough to give up his long coat for her which kept her from freezing, though the coat was clearly made to fit his six foot, two inch frame and not her five feet, two inches. It turned out to be rather easy to get into the club tonight. The bouncer, a regular who knew her by sight now, didn't question her though he did start to turn Kenny away. A sweet smile and a promise that they wouldn't cause trouble made on the girl scouts honor she didn't have eventually got him in though and she was grateful. <br/><br/>After checking their coats, Payton wasted no time grabbing Kenny and dragging him out to the dance floor. She knew her sisters and cousins were here somewhere but she didn't bother trying to seek them out just yet. She wanted to have fun while she could and she was sure she'd run into them anyway. Plus, it was best to keep away from the bar since all the bartenders knew she was underage thanks to PJ. No point in even getting excited about that. </span></span>