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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Sept 24, 2006 17:15:21 GMT -5
Lucky tossed the drink back like a pro, enjoying the sensation and the taste. If he was looking to get her drunk, they'd be at it for a bit. But, she didn't necessarily argue the point. "Pop loved Scotch. I'm a whiskey girl myself, when the opportunity knocks.."
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Post by sneaks on Sept 24, 2006 17:17:31 GMT -5
Sneaks snorted. "What are you, irish?" His hazel eyes glittered playfully. "A good Scotch always wins out against a good Wiskey." He poured her another as they waited for their food.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Sept 24, 2006 17:26:16 GMT -5
She narrowed her eyes a bit playfully and picked up her drink, holding it aloft. "I'll have you know.. I'm Italian thank you very much.." she took a drink and propped her chin on her fist. "Well.. Pop was Italian.."
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Post by sneaks on Sept 24, 2006 17:42:15 GMT -5
Sneaks chuckled. "Well...we can't all be Czech." ..meaning we can't all be perfect. He took a few more shots, smiling as their food came. "Perfect..."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Sept 24, 2006 17:56:40 GMT -5
Lucky stuck out her tongue at him before she picked up her sandwich giving the waitor a smile. She took a bite of the sandwhich and was satisfied that it tasted like she wanted it too.
".. i'm far from perfect, but it's fun to pretend.."
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Post by sneaks on Sept 24, 2006 18:11:10 GMT -5
Sneaks rolled his eyes. "...one of us needs to learn thier age." He winked, taking a bite of his steak. "Mmm.."
"Perception is reality...same thing about pretending.."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Sept 24, 2006 18:49:33 GMT -5
She grinned. "I know my age... It's just my preogative if I want to acknowledge it or not.." she smirked a bit and took tossed back the rest of her drink. She nodded at what he said about perception. "Agreed." she finished off her sandwich in almost no time at all. She wasnt' much for talking once there was food infront of her. She shoved the plate away and watched him quietly a moment. "I wonder.. think maybe we'll be offed like our Pops.. shot.. dead.. like we mean nothin' ta nobody.."
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Post by sneaks on Sept 24, 2006 19:20:35 GMT -5
Sneaks shook his head vehemently. "I'm not ending up like my father. I'm smarter than that. I'm gonna make it to die a normal, old death." He laughed. "...I'm stronger. And I'll mean somethin to somebody, someday." He shrugged. "...I matter." He looked at her. "...you should think you matter too."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Sept 24, 2006 19:32:53 GMT -5
She looked at him a moment, "I know I matter ta somebody.. and I will be the most important thing ta someone some day.. like my Mama was for Pop." she looked at the ice in the glass and smirked. "I'm gonna own a bakery.." she chuckled a bit. "Always wanted ta do somethin' mundane for some reason... then I find myself livin' a very interestin' life like Pop.. and I wonder.."
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Post by sneaks on Sept 24, 2006 21:16:35 GMT -5
Sneaks smirked. "...well a bakery is a nobel endevour..." He took another shot. "...I deserve lifetime supply of brownies." He finished off his steak.
"...we never know what we are meant for. Just trust in fate."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Sept 24, 2006 21:32:08 GMT -5
She smirked at him and shook her glass for a refill. "No worries. You're guaranteed all the baked goods you want." she said with a smirk, running her hand over her neck and she picked at her french fries. "But.. never know.. the fates.. always screw wit you're plans. I might die tomorrow.. never know. But in any case, dats what I want.. an' someone dat loves me.. but.. that's a girls dream in any case ain't it.."
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Post by sneaks on Sept 24, 2006 21:34:23 GMT -5
Sneaks filled up her glass shaking his head. "It's what we all want. Not just a female issue." He laughed. "Fates never screw with my plans. Lady Luck and the Fates are my lovers...they treat me well at all times."
He raised ane eyebrow and smirked. "Stick around...maybe I'll rub off on you..."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Sept 24, 2006 21:47:37 GMT -5
She smirked and took a drink. "Maybe I will. Heh.. I do tend ta luck out alot don't I.." she grinned at him as the sweet sweet buzz settled over her. She was starting to get drunk, that was a nice feeling. "Got a free meal.. and booze..and I'm enjoying the company.. so.. thank you.."
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Post by sneaks on Sept 24, 2006 21:50:39 GMT -5
Sneaks laughed. "...yeah. Feel lucky, Lucky. I don't do this for any normal broad."
He snorted and poured her another drink, finishing off the bottle himself.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Sept 24, 2006 23:07:46 GMT -5
She grinned at him, "I dun mind bein' special.." she said taking a drink from her glass. She smiled a bit as she thought, swirling the scotch in the glass. "So.. why do they call ya Sneaks anyway.. I been wonderin bout dat.."
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