Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111)
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		<h1 id="title">Elliquiy Role Playing Forums</h1>
		<h2 id="linktree">Non-Adult Sandbox =&gt; Non-Adult Roleplays =&gt; Topic started by: AAA111 on August 31, 2010, 12:03:48 am</h2>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2010, 12:03:48 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alexis had just turned 21 years old about a week ago. She works at the local bar in town as a bartender once a week. She is normally either working at the diner, doing work for school, or bartending. She has gorgeous beautiful blonde curly hair that goes back her shoulders. She has baby blue eyes and is about 5'2. She is very small and tiny. She and her boyfriend broke up a few months ago so she is currently single. Most of the guys that come into the bar are douchebags or jerks. All over him and just wanting to get "some". She doesn't really expect to meet anyone that could develop into something at the bar. <br><br>Tonight is the night she bartends so she sets her away "bartending til 3am..texts are welcome!" As she heads over to work around 10pm and gets all set up and the crowd comes in and she is bartending all night. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2010, 12:17:50 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeff is tall and about six four. He has a thin, athletic build. He works as a postal carrier and loves to drink before he goes to work. He's wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans. His hair is short and looks like he should be in the navy.<br><br>He walks in alone, as usual, and sits at the bar. He smiles to the bartender, "Whiskey and coke, please"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2010, 12:27:15 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles at him as she begins to mix his drink. When he comes in there aren't too many people yet so he is currently the only customer that she has to work about. She thinks that he is kind of cute but he is probably a player. Aren't they all" she thinks to herself. She finishes up his drink and smiles as she hands him his drink. <br><br>"here you go sir" She says as she slides the drink in front of him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2010, 12:36:20 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He takes the drink and sips it immediately.<br><br>"It's good, thank you. How much do I owe you?"<br><br>He takes out his wallet, obviously not abundant in bills, but no moths flying out either. He puts a twenty on the counter.<br><br>"That should cover it. Whatever the tip is, it's for telling me how your day was."<br><br>He takes a much bigger drink this time pretty much finishing his drink. "I'll probably need another one"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2010, 12:41:20 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs as he talks to her about the tip. "You know that is the corniest line I've heard all day. It was a good day just busy"<br><br>"It only costs $8..so take your money back" SHe says as she slides the twenty back to him.<br><br>She goes back to making him another drink.<br><br>She hands him the second drink.<br><br>"Here you go sir..How was your day?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2010, 12:48:32 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughs. "Yeah, corny lines, I'm full of them. Don't even ask me about the corn cobb salad..." He laughs again. "Pardon me, that was dumb. You can keep the money, though, I'm sure I'll drink through it."<br><br>He leaves this drink be and watches Alexis as she does her waitressing duties, just giving her a little bit longer than a casual glance.<br><br>"You know, my day hasn't really been that bad. Just long as always. I did manage to fit in a game of basketball, though. Lost, but it was a pretty close game. What do you do for fun?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2010, 12:52:07 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wow just wow about the corn cobb salad. That is so inventive" She smiles as she takes the money back after he insisted. <br><br>"What do I do for fun? Hmm well I hang out with friends and get hit on alot at my work but these guys. Most of them are such loser ya know the type" She smiles as she begins sarcastic.<br><br>She makes anothe drink just in case. "I'll save this for you when your ready" She smiles. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2010, 01:01:54 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He takes another drink and looks her up and down. "Well, you're certainly worth hitting on. No offense. But yeah, usually it seems appropriate to wait until you know someone's name at least. Which by the way, what's yours? You know, so I don't feel like such a loser."<br><br>He laughs and looks at the drink she just made. "Can you drink on the job? Because you can have that one. I always down the first one and then start sipping. Warms you up, you know?"<br><br>He looks around the bar at the other few people in the bar and turns back around smiling glad that no one else is really that demanding of her attention.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2010, 01:07:36 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushes as she looks at him and giggles. She is normally very shy and she isn't much of a drinker. "Well thank you for the nice compliment Sir. My name is Alexis by the way. It is nice to meet you" She says as she shakes his hand gently. <br><br>She laughs. "We are allowed to drink on the job but between you and me *she leans in and whispers* i'm not much of a drinker. i don't really enjoy alcohol. Just a good paying job right now" <br><br>A few other people want some drinks so she serves them but smiles at him the entire time. She smiles at him as she finishes their orders and just stands there not sure what to say to him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2010, 01:25:26 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"So you're not much of a drinker? I can respect that. Shows some discipline. Even if you just don't like the taste...it still does a lot of people in."<br><br>He takes another drink and looks at her eyes and smiles.<br><br>"You know, it IS really difficult to not hit on you. I mean, a bartender, pretty girl like yourself. It's a pretty good match. Did those guys tip you well? I can go give 'em the once over if you want."<br><br>He laughs resting against the bar casually feeling quite comfortable talking to this new stranger.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2010, 01:32:46 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nope not really. It is something i'm not too involved in so to me it really isn't that big of a deal" <br><br>She smiles back at him as he looks at her.<br><br>She whispers to him. "Let's just say I wouldn't mind if a guy like you would hit on me." She likes him. He is cute and sweet and very nice. Maybe Alexis was wrong about meeting a guy in a bar. "Good tip yeah. No thanks I'm good though"<br><br>She stands leaning over the counter as they talk forgetting about the other customers. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2010, 01:43:21 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"A few more drinks and I might be saying more than you want to hear."<br><br>He gives a cheesy wink and downs his drink breaking his own rule.<br><br>"But I'm sure you can handle it."<br><br>He traces her body with his eyes. Not undressing her, but using a little imagination. He leans in takes a sniff of her.<br><br>"You know, you smell nice. Almost as good as this whiskey." He laughs and leans back slightly away from her but still making a more intimate distance between them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>August 31, 2010, 08:36:27 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh really now..Probably things I've heard before. But you seem different"<br><br>She smiles at him<br><br>"Yeah probably I've heard a lot of stuff from guys before. Hard to believe I know. <br><br>"Oh do I? Thanks. Must be the great scent from serving these drinks all night"<br><br>She laughs as she leans against the counter. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 01, 2010, 01:21:44 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks to both sides of the bar for a moment and looks back to Alexis. At her hair, her body, her posture.<br><br>"What do you do around here all night? I've been drinking, but you...you must get bored. How do you pass the time?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 01, 2010, 05:43:28 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs. "Tonight its empty but fridays and saturdays its swamped. Normally I'll watch whatever sports program they put on tv. Just whatever I guess." She shrugs. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 06, 2010, 11:58:33 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He finishes his drink and taps the top of his glass. "One more please."<br><br>There is a pause as he soaks in the new surroundings as well as soaks in the alcohol. "So what's your favorite sport to watch? Hopefully not baseball. I hate baseball, no cheerleaders."<br><br>He laughs. "I'm just kidding, but seriously..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 12:14:20 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods as she grabs his glass and refills it glass then gives it back to him. "Here you go"<br><br>She laughs as she looks at him. "Football. I'm a football gal. Of course you'd say that. Just another one of those sleazy guys." She says kind of teasing but kind of not at the same time. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 12:38:03 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sleazy peazy! It's all sex with you, huh?" He laughs and gives her a wink.<br><br>"I'm just kidding, of course. However, the female body is a very aesthetically pleasing thing."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 12:50:34 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"No not me. Not at all. Maybe you are the one who is all about it and of course it seems that way after that comment. The more i talk to you the more i feel like your like them all." She says to him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 12:59:24 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you're feelings aren't guiding you in the wrong direction on this one. The fact of the matter is, I see a beautiful woman and I want to please them. That's pretty much all there is to it."<br><br>He sits there quietly in introspection afraid he might have said too much and trying to figure a way out of it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 01:08:34 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighs in annoyance as she walks away and tends to her other customers. Clearly mad and annoyed. She talks to some of her girlfriends down at the other end of the bar. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 01:11:48 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good one," he says to himself and finishes his drink. He lays down a tip and walks out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 01:27:21 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She goes about her night serving drinks to all of her customers but her mind always going back to him. He seemed so nice but she thought hmm i'm not looking for a one night stand but she doesn't think he is like that. At least she hopes not. She shrugs. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 02:14:33 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He walks in hesitantly and sits at the bar trying not to catch Alexis' attention. He begins to eat some nuts that were left in a bowl beside him. He sits in the stool twisting to look at her but turning back at the slightest chance of catching her attention. He is quite a bit more drunk and hung over the bar toying with the condensation with his finger.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 02:47:16 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He finally looks up to Alexis and motions to her "When you get a minute, Alexis, I'd like a word with you...as well as a water, please"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 03:05:31 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he talks to her she sighs. He is so cute it is hard to say no and she nods. She brings over a tall glass of water and hands it to him. "Here and what do you want?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 03:14:33 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He holds up a finger and takes a long drink of the water. "Thank you, very much. I needed that."<br><br>He sets the glass down and looks at her, "I don't think we got off on the wrong foot, but I think we misstepped somewhere along the way. I did. I never even told you my name. It's Jeff by the way. But really...I was at the bar down the street and there were a bunch of people there and I need to apologize. "<br><br>He spews out words all mixing together and he runs his hand through his hair. He looks behind her as if there were an appropriate explanation posted on the wall.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 03:16:53 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at him. "Oh so your Jeff. Your not Jeff Spitzer are you?" She asks. "And what does the bar down the street have to do with anything. Im confused. " She tells him.<br><br>She looks around realizing everyone has been served so she has nothing else to do. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 03:28:47 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, the other place was full of drunk people trying to hook up and just getting more and more drunk. Nobody there for conversation, the bar tender was busy, and I just sat there thinking about how...I don't know. Watching other people made me realize how I came off. I didn't introduce myself to you in the right way...I'm sure the alcohol didn't help. I understand why you're not much for drinking, now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 08:24:09 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles thinking hmmm maybe this guy is okay. "So you realized that you left the wrong bar and went to some sleazy bar. You missed out on talking to a great girl huh." She smiles as she leans over and whispers in his ear. "It is okay everyone makes mistakes" She pulls back and she giggles. She loves flirting with him. He is so funny, cute, sweet, and so nice. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 10:31:22 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeff feels her breath on his ear and leans his head slightly towards hers closing any gap between them. She IS whispering in a bar, after all.<br><br>"That's exactly what happened! I can't believe I made the mistake in the first place...I mean, this is a really nice place."<br><br>He looks at the other patrons of the bar, drinking, laughing, and having a good time with each other. Even the guy at the pool table seems respectable enough with his lady friend.<br><br>"You may get hit on a lot, but it's not always a bad thing. Plus...that other place, the guys would have been much more persistent. Annoyingly so...I just hope I'm not coming off that way. I'm really having a good time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 07, 2010, 10:45:43 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as she stands up straight. "You were at first but now your just fun and sweet. And well kinda cute." She smiles at him. <br><br>"If you are Jeff Spitzer I've heard stories about you" <br><br>She wonders if there true. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 08, 2010, 01:10:22 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watches her body as she stands up straight and leans over the bar closer to her.<br><br>"Well, if you tell me the stories, I'll tell you if I'm him or not."<br><br>He laughs and takes a drink of his water, the condensation from the glass dripping down his chin. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "I don't want to be getting myself into any more trouble now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 08, 2010, 05:53:24 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs as she looks at him. Hoping the stories aren't true. Slowly starting to like this guy. <br><br>"Just heard stories that this Spitzer guy like to flirts continuosly with the ladies at the bar and then sweet talk then. Then take them home and have their way. Just a player really." <br><br>"I bet you could do a lot of the trouble on your own without anyone elses help" She smiles as she grabs a stool and sits down behind the bar. Her shift over. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 09, 2010, 12:36:48 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wow, I apparently have some enemies."<br><br>He clears his throat and takes a drink of water. Droplets fall down his chin and onto the front of his shirt. He looks up slightly embarassed.<br><br>"I'm not going to lie, I do like to flirt, but obviously I'm not that smooth." He laughs. "But I'm not a "player" and I've never had a one night stand or anything like that. I'm too...I don't know. Sometimes I get..."<br><br>He stumbles over his words and he pauses. "I like relationships. There's something more comforting about that than sex can ever be. But, like I said, I love the female body."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 09, 2010, 12:41:02 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Some Christie chick told me that. So don't know if its true. Don't see it as being true though."<br><br>She laughs as water falls down his shirt. He looks cute tonight.<br><br>She smiles. "I have a secret..I like when a guy flirts with me. That is hot." <br><br>"I've never had a relationship so I wouldn't know..Your a smooth talker. A cute one at that. "
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 09, 2010, 12:50:10 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He sighs. "Ugh, Christie is...something else. She is a friend of my last ex. I don't know if I should be telling you this, but one night, my ex: Lindsey, and one of her friends: Laura, well we all got drunk and things got a little out of hand at my place. Christie apparently had a crush on me, and things just snowballed from there."<br><br>"Well, hopefully I can get you hot enough to take your clothes off tonight." He laughs in jest.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 09, 2010, 12:52:58 am</strong>
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				She looks at him in shock. "Excuse me sir but I'm not that kind of lady."<br><br>She goes over to grab her purse and a piece of paper. She writes down her e-mail address and her phone number.<br><br>"But this will do" She places the piece of paper in front of him and walks out very proud of herself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 09, 2010, 01:12:32 am</strong>
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				He watches her walk away and smiles. He runs his hands through his short hair as he stares unbelievably at the phone number and e-mail address. He finishes his drink and leaves the bar taking the cab home. Half-way home he says to the cab driver, kind of drunk, "I just bet the most beautiful girl, man. She worked at the bar. She had such a good body. Pretty hair, pretty eyes...just great looking you know."<br><br>The cab driver replies, "Then what are you doing in here alone?"<br><br>"What do you mean?" Jeff says.<br><br>"Not taking her home, not going out for coffee?"<br><br>"Yeah, I don't usually take women home after just one..." He falls down in the back of the cab laying in the seat. "I didn't even think about coffee...or pie. I could really go for some pie."<br><br>The cab driver laughs. "You'll be okay, there's tomorrow. Plus, you know where she works."<br><br>Jeff reaches into his pocket and holds up a piece of paper for the cab driver to see. The driver looks over and sees the e-mail. "You kids and your e-mail. Back in my day..."<br><br>In what seemed a very short amount of time he arrived home and fell into bed not undressing. Using his last bit of energy he put the phone number on his night stand and passed out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 09, 2010, 06:06:25 am</strong>
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				She was very proud of herself as she left the bar to head home. She had never blantly went out and gave her number to a guy. But he was CUTE. <br><br>She changes her away message to "sleep..nothing tomorrow and i love it ps..met the CUTEST guy at the bar last night..:-)" <br><br>She lays down in bed as she drifts off to sleep smiling widely. Never having been so happy since her past relationship. She was on cloud nine. Cute boys who flirt with her make her smile .<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 14, 2010, 02:15:02 am</strong>
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				Jeff wakes up, fully unclothed, to the sun shining through the window. He sits up and rubs his eyes with the palms of his hands and looks around the room. He notices the piece of paper on the night stand and smiles. <br><br>He takes a shower, eats a meat and egg breakfast, drinks some coffee and thinks about the phone number and e-mail. "E-mail first..seems like a better idea."<br><br>He sits down at the computer and sends this e-mail:<br><br>"Alexis! Hello, this is Jeff. Sorry if this e-mail is too soon, but there were a couple things I wanted to ask. First, was last night a dream? Secondly, if it was not, did you make it home alright? Thirdly, I don't remember much, so basically I just want to make sure I didn't make an ass of myself. Anyway, hope your morning is hang over free"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 14, 2010, 07:20:12 pm</strong>
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				She wakes up the next morning relaxed and rejuvenated. <br><br>She eats a bowl of cereal and some grapes for her breakfast. She sits down at her computer and checks her e-mails. She laughs as she reads his e-mail. She begins to reply back.<br><br>"Hey Jeff! No last night was definitely not a dream. You were real and cute. Yes I made it home fine safe and sound. I'm assuming you did too if you sent this e-mail? Well you talked about girls and how you love their bodies. Surprisingly you were really sweet. I'm not hungover. I don't drink so I shouldn't be hungover. Hope your feeling great<br>-Alexis 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 17, 2010, 03:00:03 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course I made it home safely! I had to see you again hahaha. I forgot you don't drink, definitely for the better. I woke up in a condition you probably don't eve want to hear about. Anyway, I was wondering if you would want to get together sometime for some dinner, lunch, breakfast...whatever. Just some meal. Any reason to see you again!<br><br>- The Jeff Spitzer that's not a jerk "<br><br>He sits his laptop on the coffee table and begins watching television anxiously. He changes the channel to find something more interesting but would always end up looking to his computer screen again. Eventually, he closes the screen to the computer and still looks at it waiting for something to alert him of a reponse.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 17, 2010, 08:43:01 am</strong>
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				"Oh of course you'd say the Jeff Spitzer that's not a jerk. You never really know though. I'm glad you made it home okay though. Well I suppose we could get together again soon for some kind of meal. Glad you made it home okay though<br><br>-Alexis <br><br>ps you are really cute especially when your drunk !
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scoot Morningside</strong> on <strong>September 20, 2010, 12:50:43 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles as he reads the last part of the message and instantly replies.<br><br>"You know, you're pretty cute when I'm drunk, too. That's why I would love to take you out to dinner and see what you look like when I'm sober. I'm sure it will be ten times better with me seeing three of you. I'm just kidding, but really. What's your favorite type of food?"<br><br>He leans back looking at the message and thinking of her. "She's so cute," he said to himself. He leaned forward and types some more.<br><br>"We don't even have to go out to eat, we can just hang out somewhere.&nbsp; I just want to see you again.<br><br>- Jeff"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Why Hello (Scootm and AAA111) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AAA111</strong> on <strong>September 20, 2010, 06:22:50 am</strong>
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				She smiles as he reads the email and she begins to reply back<br><br>"Thanks. Aren't you mr sweet. I bet you look even hotter when your completely sober :-). I eat almost anything other than thai, sushi, and chinese food. But would love to get together for dinner or something." <br><br>She smiles as she thinks about how adorable and cute he is. "Hmmm maybe this will work out", she said to herself. <br><br>"Well let me know what you wanna do because I'd really like to see you again also..Hope to hear and see you again soon CUTIE <br><br>-Alexis 
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