<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/392YqYU.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Jules McCallistar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16050172#msg16050172)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Living Room>Kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><del>Navy blazer,</del>light-washed jeans, Rocky Mountain High t-shirt (https://www.crazydogtshirts.com/products/colorado-get-rocky-mountain-high-mens-tshirt?variant=14358909911085,)  worn brown Docs<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>: None<br/><strong>Optional</strong><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Inside Table Crew: Izzy, Donovan, Diane, Rosalie<br/><hr/><br/>Jules couldn’t help but cast a smile over at Rose from where he stood as she spoke. It was telling that even though she’d won the hand, Rose wasn’t afraid of suggesting that she might do well to lose an article of clothing herself. Seemed to Jules like the night was already picking up steam, with body shots and suggestions of more clothing hitting the floor. For a moment, he wondered what might be happening out on the patio, at the other table. Was there as much activity happening out there? Or was the inside table ahead of the curve? Of course, he had no clue that Chloe was working on getting as many hands as she could on her.<br/><br/>He nodded in agreement with Rose and spoke softly in reply, as Donovan was still doing his bit of ‘work’ on Diane.<strong>“I think that’s a fair deal. It’s warm enough that you certainly don’t need layers, and, besides,”</strong>he gave her a light nudge with his elbow,<strong>“I’m sure it would fit you just fine.” </strong>He enjoyed the give and take with Rose, even if he never felt like the most natural flirt himself.<br/><br/>There was a little shuffling around of bodies as Diane made her way down from the bar and Rose hoisted herself up. He’d reached out a hand to offer help, but the young, lithe woman didn’t need any assistance pushing herself up. Jules stepped back and to the side, not wanting to crowd around as Diane got herself into position. Jules couldn’t suppress a little chuckle as Diane dipped her head and clumsily knocked over the shot glass onto Rose’s torso and shirt. “Well, that didn’t take long,” Jules said as he reached back over to the stool for the jacket. It was presumptive, and maybe Rose was just being a bit of a tease, but Jules figured that maybe even just a little bit of peer pressure, coupled with the moisture around the neck of her shirt might be enough to nudge her to lose it.<br/><br/>He glanced at Donovan as the girls spoke quietly to each other. It seemed pretty clear that he was enjoying the spectacle as much as Jules was.<strong>“Think the girls are enjoying getting to know each other a bit better?” </strong>he joked before he glanced back at Rose, smirking at her as he held the jacket over his arm.<br/>