<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">The bartender gave her that <em>shooing</em> motion again as a Latin man called Lacy over. How long had he been watching her? By the looks of it, Juicy was already occupying the patron's ear, and she had changed her outfit. <em>'Second cycle already?'</em> Lacy was definitely slacking. Not that she cared too much about how many men had her ass in their faces, but her competitive nature <em>was</em> coming out. Since Conner didn't look back from his receipts, Lacy took that as a queue to follow the Latin man. He walked to a booth far from her AIG rep's had been. Not that she was one to judge, but she wondered <em>'Does he think he's going to get a threesome out of this?'</em> <br/><br/>Since Lacy had been trailing behind a few steps, she found the next waitress that passed her. Clutching her arm tight so the girl couldn't leave without hearing what Lacy had to say first. "We need two bottles of absinthe. Hurry." She was just ordering people around left and right. Feeling horrible about it, but being bossy none the less. <br/><br/>Living in a dorm, she had access to roofies and all kinds of date rape drugs. She had a mind to slip this new guy a Nilium if he tried making her do anything she didn't want to. <em>'Could I get fired for that?'</em> Only if she got caught. And she wasn't stupid enough to take the inhibitor herself. The amnesiac was not fun to wake up from, so she heard.<br/><br/>Instead of sitting in the booth with Juicy and her friend, Lacy climbed straight on to the table. Playing against the pole as she waited for the absinthe to arrive. "I hope you have a taste for Cherries." Lacy grinned. Letting her "character" loose once again.</span><br/><br/><div align="center">(http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee80/One_Way/Home/normal_black010.jpg)</div>