<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/b378/iugggcdoaop702z6g.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_u">Courtney</span></span></strong></div></div>Mechelle pulls out a different dartboard, and replaces the current one that's up. I've of course seen it before, since I do on occasion help Mechelle when the bar gets super busy, but I had just assumed it was some relic from the old place that she managed to salvage. It's clearly been heavily used, and has some age to it.<br/><br/>A little twinge of nervousness runs through me, as it seems this game is going to happen. I mean, it's just a friendly game, but ... should an inexperienced player like (maybe) myself being throwing sharp projectiles while drinking? Maybe it'll be fine, I'm wearing cammo, after all. Looking the part is half the battle right? Wait .. does the military use darts?<br/><br/>"Wait, what would we even bet?" A *smirk* crosses my face, as an idea crosses my mind, that probably earn me a pinch or worse.<br/><br/>"I'd throw the game, if it I could see Steffy waiting tables!" *giggle*<br/><br/>I've always<strong><em>heard</em></strong>that Steffy was a waitress, and apparently a damn good one ... but I've never actually<strong><em>seen</em></strong>her working as one.<br/><br/>As the betting debate is about to rage (I'm sure), I see Jaclyn sit down at the bar! I was so focused on darts, an Steffy checking out my arms, that I never saw her even walk in. She sees us and nods; lighting up almost as if just like seeing us lifted her spirits. I know she's been taking the loss of Akane pretty hard.<br/><br/>"That drink is on Steffy, Jaclyn. Rumors are swirling around that she's buying everyone drinks tonight."<br/><br/>I lean back and whisper to Steffy:<br/><br/><em>"Come on, we should go see how she's doing."</em>