<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fcbZu04.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Chloe Andersen (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16025956#msg16025956)<br/><strong>Location</strong>:  Johnathan's table, one of the white plus chairs.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Leopard-print lightweight jacket, tan short sleeve T-shirt, hip-hugging distressed jeans, belt, black laced matching bra and underwear,<del>boots, and socks</del>,<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>: none<br/><strong>Optional</strong><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>:  Lance, Emma, Johnathan,<del>Desmond</del>, Open<br/><hr/>Chloe picked up the cards and began a simple shuffle.  After the second party she'd tried to learn something more complicated and fancy.  She thought it might help land her a role in the future.  It was always a bit surprising what silly and ridiculous skills could come in handy during an audition.  She hadn't really developed the manual dexterity it required to perform the flourishes, and while she didn't mind almost dropping a boot on her head, playing fifty-two card pickup was certainly more of a party foul than she was willing to make in her current state.<br/><br/>A lop-sided smile formed upon her lips as she watched Johnathan slip Emma to a less sexy and restrictive position.  Emma was a beautiful, talented, and lovely woman.  Johnathan would be lucky to have her, even for just an evening.  And who knew?  Maybe they'd really hit it off and live happily ever after?  Even in Hollywood, that happened.  Rarely.  But it did happen.  Chloe wasn't looking for that, though.  Her focus was on her career, and would remain so for the next ten years or more, with luck.  She was only looking for a memorable hookup.  At most something that lead to a "friends with benefits" situation.  To her, that meant she didn't have the right to get between two people who seemed to have a natural chemistry.  It'd be different if she knew either well enough to believe they wouldn't last, or if she held deeper feelings than simple physical attractiveness to the pair.<br/><br/><strong>"Most public place?"</strong>she asked with a soft smile.<strong>"Does a friend's house count?"</strong>she asked the real estate agent.<br/><br/>She wasn't the caliber of star Izzy or Desmond were, and she didn't really have to worry about paparazzi.  The last thing she needed, though, was a bunch of nudes of her, or worse a sex tape floating about.  Good way to kill a career before it ever really started.<br/><br/>Once shuffled, she dealt from the top of the deck.  A pair of cards to each person, and one set in front of the empty seat in case Desmond returned or someone else decided to join them.  She then paused for a round of "betting".<br/><br/><strong>"Losers can give me a massage,"</strong>she said casually.<strong>"I get to pick where."</strong>She lifted her eyes to each of the three other players as she lifted her rump and pulled her bare feet out from under her.<strong>"Hope someone's good with feet,"</strong>she teased and wiggled her toes.