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Post by amoscrow on May 27, 2019 10:20:24 GMT -6
-The waitress, Lucia, was a bit unsurprised with how bratty these girls were. Lucia would look at Betty, and while not being shocked or discussed. She simply looked bemused, almost smug at Betty- You three need to be careful, looks like that one is a chubby chaser of some kind. -she snickered a bit and then wrote down Absolut. She then continued- As for food would any of you like something to eat or perhaps to look at a menu proper? Or perhaps those reading skills are of what you can remember from your child hood. - Lucia had been having a tiring day, and in truth, snotty kids weren't something she wanted to deal with- Betty dropped her fingers and looked offended at being called a chubby chaser. Prima shook her head. "Nah, we just came here to get our drink-on. We were supposed to be on tour with this other band the Iron Maidens but they totally bailed on us at the last minute with not so much as an excuse to why. So we've been doing our shows solo which has been a pain in my tight little derriere." She explains. "I heard Val and the girls were doing gigs at local nursing homes..." Polly said in an excited gossipy voice. Hester looked at her skeptically. "Why in the seven hells would they want to rock out to a bunch of geezers?" Polly shrugs sheepishly. "I dunno, that's just what I heard." Prima gave the hand motion of a duck shutting it's beak, motioning her two band members to zip it. "Aaaanyway, we're just looking to get drunk and find something to FUCK... so if you have a menu for THAT..." -Lucia smirked- Well, truth be told we do actually have a brothel catalog if you need your world rocked. We have the mundane to the exotic. -she would set down what looked like a food menu that then shifted into "The Meal Ticket" menu. If one of them would open it, it had all kinds of choices. From regular Joe Blows, to Fetishists, to Literal monsters. They'd even see this woman's picture in the BDSM section as "Madame Wreck"!-
And while you look that over, I'll get you four those drinks! -she said with a bit of a bow, heading over to the bar with a bit of enthusiasm-
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Post by chronoeclipse on May 27, 2019 10:41:21 GMT -6
The band opens the menu as soon as she leaves with great curiosity.
Polly cups her mouth in disbelief, stifling her giggles. Hester cackles lewdly at the pictures of guys in cod pieces and banana hammocks. Betty licks her lips at some of the more exotic women in the portfolio and Val nods at the selection, impressed.
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Post by amoscrow on May 27, 2019 11:01:25 GMT -6
We do happen to pick up all kinds of shows here. Very possible that we have it on our T.V., just have to find the right channel. -he said honestly as he thought and then laughed playfully- My good sir, I'm not the man of which to ask about aging people into desirability and lusty behavior. That would be my brother. I'm more of a vindicator of sorts. So if someone needs a revenge, and the cause is just, I will ask you to help me out!
As for my brother, who knows what he would want you to do. You might actually have alot of fun helping him out. Same with my sister-in-law. -Royston would think for a bit- Do you happen to know how to be sneaky? Just...a curiosity. "When I employed by Vanity, this demon that wants to be one of the seven deadly sins, I had to work at a diner in Chicago. She'd always be disguised as this 350 pound, middle aged woman, with puckering, chalky elbows, her mammoth sized rear, wrapped in black slacks, always sitting on a mobility scooter. She us to trick customers into paying with their looks, their aspirations, their desires." Bee's pure whites widened just thinking about how intense that month was. "All things considered, she gave me a lot of creative control on the menu. It was weird seeing Betty White once a week.... did you know Betty White is secretly Lucifer? I mean, makes sense to me. Always the last person you'd suspect!" -Royston smiled- Such creativity! Also, demons are still trying for those lofty titles? Hmm, you'd think after so long that they should all realize they are more basic than they give off. Such as the Name vanity, while she has that name, it sounds more like she'd fit the role of Envy. -he said as he stretched a bit- Well, now that this oral orientation is over, perhaps you'd like a tour of our building? -he asked as he stood up from his seat. He looked kinda glad to get the talking over fast, unlike his brother, Royston felt like he wasn't a talker. He also was kinda mad at his brother for not telling him about the orientation today, but that was fine. He adjusted his overalls a bit as he looked ready to show off the place Bee would be working-
It was about this time a young man in what looked to be a punk leather vest with buttons and spikes, denim hole filled pants, and biker walked over. His hair was wild, his eyes burned with youthful rebellion and as he approached Royston. His voice was crackling with teenage flare as he spoke, as confidently as he could- Yo, Uncle Royston, can I head to the Powerwolf concert? -He asked. Royston crossed his arms- Richard, you have, for the last few days, been nothing but contemptible, and a little shit. You literally almost hurt Ping Pong with that last prank you pulled. So no, I'm not giving you the chance to have a good time. Now, get back to scrubbing the dishes, or I'll make things worse, with the help of your new co-worker. -he said giving Bee Six a nudge. Richard glared, and then stomped away like a child-
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Post by amoscrow on May 27, 2019 19:10:44 GMT -6
The band opens the menu as soon as she leaves with great curiosity. Polly cups her mouth in disbelief, stifling her giggles. Hester cackles lewdly at the pictures of guys in cod pieces and banana hammocks. Betty licks her lips at some of the more exotic women in the portfolio and Val nods at the selection, impressed. There were some wild and out there choices. When they would flip to the pages of "monsters". They would see Fishmen, Vampires, Werewolves, Demons, Angels, and everything under the Sun, including what looked to be a Were-Cerberus woman with stunning muscles, a large rack, and the ass of a goddess. It was wild, and if it was make up, very well done make up. -After a bit, Lucia would walk back over with some bottles and some shot glasses- So ladies, I figured, I could have a tad bit of fun with you. Each of these bottles are of Absolut, but of different time frames. I figured, if you wanna get fucked, why not also get fucked up, right? -she chuckled as she would pour each one a shot, and then pull up her own chair-
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