<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bd/CourtneyChristmas21.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Courtney<br/>(Butterfly)</span></strong></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Pepper spray? Clarissa? Who is Clarissa? I know of no Clarissa. Is that an unknown nickname of someone I do know? Clearly she's up to something, right? Obviously she wouldn't <em><strong>actually</strong></em> spray me. Maybe threaten it, as a sort of brat deterrence system, but she wouldn't actually do it. Just the threat though, even a playful one, deserves a turn-around, I think.<br/><br/>So while she's rooting around in her purse, I down the rest of my beer, and garishly set the empty glass down on the table.<br/><br/>"And just how do you think Santa will react, when you pepper spray his favorite brunette?" *pout* "It's not too late for an apology, in the form of a refill," I say, laying the cute, pouty-girl routine on thick.</span>