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Post by Bryan Johnson on Jun 29, 2007 11:24:17 GMT -5
Bryan finnished his butterbeer before answering. He pointed to bottle at her, he talked with his hands at times and this was one of those times. "Actually I, I don't do that with anyone. Amazingly enough I believe in abstinence. Yes that should shock you." Bryan said smiling. "I may make out in a broom closet with a girl or five but never anything more." he finnished.
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Gwen Desher
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waitress at the Three Broomsticks
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Post by Gwen Desher on Jun 29, 2007 15:21:41 GMT -5
Gwen leaned around Meade, making sure not to get in range of his son's fangs. "So who are you listening to now, Meade?" she asked, grinning at Libertas and ruffling his hair. She pulled a towel out of her pocket and began wiping down the counter, humming the latest Weird Sisters song as she worked. "You know, that's rather impolite," she added with a laugh. "Not that I don't do it myself, but...."
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Post by Meade Lassin on Jun 29, 2007 19:28:48 GMT -5
Meade kind of jumped as Gwen spoke. "Oh hey Gwen. I'm listening in on those two teenagers over there. I know its rude, but you learn some interesting stuff. That and normally I can figure out what side they are on." he said as Libertas laughed. "Apparently the boy is a flirt and is hitting on the girl, who is younger. Besides that I get the feeling that the boy doesn't care how young she is." he told her, shrugging his shoulders and picking up three butterbeer bottles. He started juggle the bottles. Several people at the bar started to watch him and cheer him on. He threw one of the bottles up under his leg. He continued to juggle them and he motioned for Gwen to throw him another.
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Post by Celesta Riddle on Jul 6, 2007 19:24:51 GMT -5
Celesta snorted. "Well I'm glad you aren't shagging minors seeing as technically you are one yourself... I'm glad you do have some dignity as well." She paused and got an amused look on her face. "Hang on five girls at one time. My God man you going for a harem or something? Oh and dude for the abstinance thing you just moved up a few slots in my book." She giggled. "... and yes that was a compliment."
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Post by Bryan Johnson on Jul 6, 2007 19:30:54 GMT -5
"Dearest, not at one time. Right after each other. One leaves another comes in. I'm not that much of a man whore." Bryan said rolling his eyes. He smirked when she complimented him. "Its inevitibal that I move up in every girls book." Bryan said calling for another butterbeer via his hands. "Of course I am irristibal so if you if you complimented me. I'm sure you've wished you were one of those girls!" he said with a cock of his head. His cockyness hitting a bit harder then normal. Well actually just more then it had in this conversation.
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Post by Celesta Riddle on Jul 6, 2007 19:49:24 GMT -5
Celesta's right eye twitched at his cockyness. My Lord his ego is huge... hmm lets take it down a notch Celesta wandlessly accioed a pitcher of butter beer to her and smirked evilly as she walked behind him. "So pretty boy like your hair? I bet you spent hours working on it. Too bad I have to ruin it." She then promptly poured the entire contents of the pitcher onto his head.
Celesta walked over to the bartender who was currently juggling bottles of butterbeer. "Um sir how much would say a pitcher of butter beer cost?" She smirked looking back at Bryan. "I need to pay for that one... what ever it is it's so worth it."
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Post by Bryan Johnson on Jul 6, 2007 19:54:26 GMT -5
Bryan squealed like a little girl and almost started crying. He took out his wand and very quietly whispered the incantation to dry his hair. With a quick look around the room he conjured up a brush and brushed it back to perfection. "The fact that you are a complete mean person seems to have escaped the conversation." Bryan said with grrr. That was just so rawr.
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Post by Meade Lassin on Jul 31, 2007 21:11:48 GMT -5
Meade smirked at her, having seen what she had done. He stopped juggling and carefully put the bottles down. “You know what? That one will be on the house.” He said and leaned closer to her to whisper. “He deserved it.” He told her and smiled as he stood straight up. He poured her a mug of butterbeer and handed it to her. “That’s on the house too.” He said, grinning. He poured himself a mug of butterbeer and smiled. “Cheers!” he said and took a swig of the drink.
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