Alexander Donovan: Alex is alone tonight, but dressed in his 'nicer' clothes. His golden silk shirt open about halfway, and brown jeans nicely compliment his brown eyes and dark blondish hair.

Keith Newcomb: He is alone tonight as well, at least for now, sitting at the bar watching the dancers idly, his hand cupped around a glass of something amber.

Alexander Donovan: He makes his way over to the bar, getting his usual tequila and grinning when he sees Keith. "Looking for a bit of fun tonight?"

Keith Newcomb: He looks to Alex, a flicker of a smile, but his eyes are actually a bit wary. "Looking for a bit of anything, I suppose."

Alexander Donovan: "Well, definately the right place to find it. Someone looking for about anything around here."

Keith Newcomb: ((the shirt Keith is wearing tonight http://www.tshirthell.com/store/product.php?productid=318))

Sha-Sha: *She was in the catsuit still. The one that if there's a zipper on it, it's tough to tell where. Blue flames around the ankles. She's looking better than she did when Charlie came over to her side, smiling even, as she walks in with Christian at her side. Talking to him about something trivial.*

Keith Newcomb: "Yeah. I guess that's why you come here, too. No Tony tonight?" He gestures to a stool near him, still wary though.

Keith Newcomb: d10: p/a: 6,8,4,5,5,

Keith Newcomb: Still rather alert, it's the catsuit mainly that catches his eye. Where did he see those flames before? And that chest? Oh, yes, Sha-Sha. He looks almost puzzled as he sees her with Christian.

Christian Gallagher: Christian's T-Shirt of the night reads "Unsuspecting Victim." He's a fan of that one, it seems, and he chuckles to Sha-Sha's comment as they slip into the club a hand resting lightly at the small of her back.

Alexander Donovan: Alex sits on the offered stool, following Keith's gaze to Sha and Chris. "I try to get out and about. I like being around people, even when they occasionally don't like me."

Sha-Sha: d10: per alert: 1,7,9,3,

Keith Newcomb: Alex: The same smile flickers onto his face once more. "If I stayed home when people didn't like me, I'd never see daylight."

Sha-Sha: *She leans into Christian a little as they walk. She sees Alex and smiles and waves, Keith blocked from her view by some rather large man passing between them.*

Christian Gallagher: d10: Per+Alert: 7,4,6,6,1,9,

Alexander Donovan: "... Or moonlight for that matter..." He returns Sha's wave and sips his drink.

Christian Gallagher: He follows Sha's gaze to Alex, nodding to him...he frowns a little bit on seeing Keith, but gives him a nod as well.

Keith Newcomb: His smile is, perhaps surprisingly, decidedly warmish as he nods back to Christian.

Sha-Sha: *She looks at Christian, tilting her head as he frowns.* What is it?

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *long flame red hair and curls, down loose and unrulyright now, aqua blue eyes look about for her goal...the bar, and with an inward nod she heads that way, wearing long black leather coat and faded form fitting jeans that ride low on her hips, a black wifebeater tank top underneath*

Keith Newcomb: d10: p/a: 5,5,4,2,9,

Keith Newcomb: He doesn't see too much of Kae except that hair. Niiiiiiice hair.

Christian Gallagher: "Keith," he murmurs quietly to her. "Next to Alex."

Sha-Sha: *She blinks and looks again and swallows a bit.* Uh, yeah. Shouldn't be too surprised. He, uh, was here earlier, too. He didn't come over though. Neither did Fel. Guess they sensed how badly I was doing and stayed away. *She nuzzles into his shoulder.* You want to go over and say hi or just out onto the dance floor?

Alexander Donovan: Keith: "But you have such a warm, freindly personality..."

Christian Gallagher: "Whatever you'd like, Sha-Sha," he says with a nod to her. "If you'd like to go say hi, we can do that...I wouldn't mind saying hi to Alex. But you know I'd love to hit the floor, too."

Keith Newcomb: Alex: He laughs. "Riiiight. And you're really a shy accountant with a pocket protector." Grins at him. "While we're at it, make Jeff an Amish farmboy, and we're set."

Alexander Donovan: Keith: "Don't know if I'd want him to have a ptichfork..."

Sha-Sha: Let's go say hi to Alex first. That way if things get tense I can relax out there. *She nods at the dance floor. Then starts weaving her way towards Alex and Keith.*

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *finding a seat at the bar, she rolls her head and cracks her neck slightly, slipping off the coat and putting it on her lap* irish car bomb please...*looking about finally once she waits for her order*

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: d10: per/alert: 4,2,7,1,5,1,

Christian Gallagher: "Works for me." He moves along at the woman's side, looking briefly over to Kaeleigh, then back to where they're headed.

Keith Newcomb: He looks over at Kaeleigh, that hair filling his vision. Beautiful hair.

Jeff Brolin: *Thou shalt not take the name of thy satyr in vain. Camaaan. Seriously. He clops in noisily with his steel toed boots into the club. And off to the bar. Hair of the dog.*

Keith Newcomb: Alex: "Aw, Jeff's alright. Besides, who am I to complain? It's good to have some real friends."

Alexander Donovan: Alex follows Keith's gaze with a smirk. The man does have good taste. He turns his attention back to Sha and Chris as they approach, holding an arm out to give Sha a hug when she gets there."

Sha-Sha: *As they get over to Keith and Alex she smiles softly at both guys. The smile a bit diminished from when she first walked in but still there.* Hey Alex, hey Keith.

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *not really seeing anybody because boom theres her drink, she turns back around, nods to the bartender, and drops the shot into the glass, quickly gulping the contents down in one shot*

Alexander Donovan: Keith: "We'll see who you call for help when the shit hits the fan, THEN talk about who your real freinds are."

Sha-Sha: *She leans in to return Alex's hug, tightly. The grip telling him she's had a harder day than the smile lets on.*

Sha-Sha: *She blinks at Alex. When?*

Alexander Donovan: "Hey babe, hey Crhis. You two just out for some fun, or tonight a work night?"

Christian Gallagher: He stops a step back, smiling at Alex and even Keith, easily letting Sha go to hug Alex.

Jeff Brolin: *He flops down heavily AT said bar, and just gets water.*

Keith Newcomb: Sha: "Hey..." He looks at her with softened eyes. "You okay, girl? You were pretty upset earlier; I was worried about you. Thought maybe you two broke up, glad to see it isn't that."

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *finishing it off, she gasps for breath with a slight grin, feeling a little better already as she licks her lips and orders a beer*

Christian Gallagher: He glances over at Jeff, watching him for a moment before nodding his way. He looks back to Alex. "Just fun...though if necessary or begged appropriately, I will get up and spin." A slight grin at that.

Keith Newcomb: A glance over at Jeff. A grin, more to himself than anything.

Sha-Sha: *She scratches the back of her head and shakes it.* Not likely. *She says with a soft, loving smile towards Christian.* No, I...we...cleaned out Dani's apartment today. Just hit me hard is all.

Keith Newcomb: And another look to the redhead Kae. Gaze skimming over her legs.

Jeff Brolin: *He salutes Christian briefly, and perhaps looks confused at so much as being noticed. Keith gets a raised chin in greeting. It does seem to take him a bit to notice.*

Alexander Donovan: Crhis: "Nah, just slap the guy around and tell him what songs to play and enjoy your night with your girl." He gives Sha a wink. "Or else she might kick your ass for ditching her."

Keith Newcomb: He returns his eyes to Sha-Sha. On her face not her chest. "Ah shit. I'm sorry, that's...god, that sucks." He frowns. "Just *no* leads at all? Are the police doing ANYthing to find her?"

Sha-Sha: *She follows the gazes of other people over to Jeff, a look of concern spreading over her features.*

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: d10: per/alert: 2,4,2,5,2,9,

Sha-Sha: *She shrugs a bit.* I stopped asking after the second call. Hurt too much.

Christian Gallagher: He reaches out and brushes the backs of his fingers lightly over Sha's arm, a comforting gesture.

Sha-Sha: *She smiles softly at Alex.*

Jeff Brolin: *Mayeb a small waggle of eyebrows to Sha Sha. And a smirk, as he sips almost daintily at his water.*

Keith Newcomb: He shakes his head angrily. "They just don't care. If it's not someone famous or rich, they don't care. They don't bother." He looks over at Jeff, waving him over closer.

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *a glimpse of someone...maybe two that look familiar as she sips at her beer..yeah...keith looks familiar..christian too, leaning back agaisnt the bar comfortably*

Sha-Sha: *She leans into Christian after his fingers brush over her arm, then leans up to kiss him softly.* Be right back. *And she heads over towards Jeff.*

Keith Newcomb: He sighs. "For what it's worth, I *am* sorry you're going through this, Sha-Sha."

Jeff Brolin: *But no need to head over towards him, he clops on over to the small group. He doesn't seem to mind.*

Alexander Donovan: "Of course, it'll take a lot of luck to find someone. More if they don't want to be found for some reason."

Christian Gallagher: "Okay." He nods to Sha after the kiss breaks, then looks over as Jeff is approaching.

Keith Newcomb: He looks over at Kae, finally catching her gaze this time. He smiles. Lifts his glass and points to it with a questioning look, points to himself. The universal sign language of Can I buy you a drink?

Sha-Sha: *She stops as he starts over and smiles. Then looks at Keith and shrugs a bit.* I'll survive. But thank you.

Keith Newcomb: Alex: He glances to him, frowning. He glances at Sha, then keeps his voice down. "She vanished, Alex. I don't think it was on purpose. It doesn't look good, and I don't think Dani is hiding."

Jeff Brolin: *He even pauses to poke Sha Sha's nose and grin.* Beep.

Sha-Sha: *She swallows, looking up at Alex. He had to go and say that, didn't he? A look of pain crosses over her face and she retreats a bit into Christian's arms.*

Alexander Donovan: Keith: "If you can do a better job than the cops, maybe you should give it a try. Win you some good Karma points."

Christian Gallagher: And his arms open up, as if on cue, to wrap around Sha, almost a bit protectively.

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *raising a brow with a quirked lip, she gives keith a shrug and nod back, finishing the last of the beer she had in her hands at the moment then actually smiling*

Keith Newcomb: Alex: "I've thought about it," he says quietly. "I've asked several people, especially around Battery where that last body was found. But where else do I..." He stops for a moment. "A private eye..."

Sha-Sha: *She swallows hard, trying to force a smile on for Jeff's beep but Alex just keeps going. She whimpers softly and backs up a step or two. Taking Christian with her or no.*

Jeff Brolin: *He looks back to Keith.* I'll ask some of m'friends what they think.

Christian Gallagher: "Guys. Drop it." The man doesn't get an edge to his voice often, but it's there now.

Keith Newcomb: He nods to Kae, and motions to the tender. "Give the lady what she likes, I'm paying."

Keith Newcomb: Alex: "So what *are* you up to tonight?"

Jeff Brolin: *He snorts, and looks back to Christian. But sullen, again, down at his feet.*

Alexander Donovan: "Me, oh.. the usuall... floating around, enjoying the New York nightlife..."

Autumn Beck [Fae PM]: *Hey, so... This is a club, right? Fel said that they're not going to pressure her to do anything... like... freaky and deviant or whatever. So...*

Keith Newcomb: Alex: "It's not Frisco." He smiles. "But it's not bad. Get some good friends together, and it can be a blast. Jeff, you wanna drink or what? No, not the stool by me, that's reserved for that foxy redhead over there."

Sha-Sha: *She just listens to the conversations around her. Clinging a bit to Christian.*

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *when the bartender brings her another beer she grins even more, chuckling softly, she looks back over towards keith and then those about him, then gives him a curious questioning glance*

Autumn Beck [Fae PM]: *In some kind of concession to the style she imagines the place has, Autumn has at least dressed all in black; black elbow-length gloves, dark drape of skirt, and so on. She hovers on the edge of the crowd, for a minute. Looking. Listening.*

Keith Newcomb: He grins at Kae with a friendly sort of wink, and gestures with his head a sort of welcoming thing.

Jeff Brolin: Yeah. Couple o'shots'll do. *He looks back to Sha.* I'll dance in a bit. Shitty music t'night.

Keith Newcomb: Jeff: "That's because Christian isn't spinning." He nods towards the DJ booth. "It's *that* guy again."

Jeff Brolin: What does 'e do, just pick two fucking random songs? Pretty shitty. *He snorts.* But y'can move to any fucking thing, I guess.

Sha-Sha: Brian. *She offers the name quietly.*

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *nabbing up her beer, long leather coat slung over her shoulder, she gets up from her seat and heads on over* hey...think Ive seen you before, havent I?*looking at keith when she reaches them*

Christian Gallagher: He keeps his arms gently around Sha-Sha, kissing her forehead and listening quietly. He looks down to her after a moment. "Dance?"

Autumn Beck [Fae PM]: *Yeah, there's not much to be done for this situation but dance. She heads for the floor.*

Jeff Brolin: Makes the world go round, *he says seriously to Sha Sha. He smirks.* I'll be a perfect gentleman, yeah?

Keith Newcomb: "Brian. That's it." Kae: "I think so, around here at least." He smiles, offers a hand. "I'm Keith."

Christian Gallagher: "Yeah, essentially, that's what he does," he says to Jeff. "He tries to call in 'expiramental.' I call it 'lack of taste.'"

Sha-Sha: *She licks her lips then nods at Christian, letting go of him a little, so they can go out onto the dance floor.*

Alexander Donovan: "I think he just figures it's an easy job, and doesn't care a bit weather he's doing a good one. Jackass."

Sha-Sha: *She nods a little at Jeff, a weak smile offered his way.*

Autumn Beck [Fae PM]: (Think I'm allergic to IC or something. BRB for eye-washing.)

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *taking the offered hand she shakes it, giving a warm crooked grin, hard to find fat on her, sleekly solidly muscled* Kaeleigh....yeah...youre right.....was here,good memory...*taking another gulp of beer*

Keith Newcomb: Christian: He laughs. "Good way to put it."

Keith Newcomb: Kae: He grins. "I couldn't easily forget it. You're beautiful, and that's not just a line. Would you care to dance?"

Christian Gallagher: He takes Sha's hand, and nods to the others. "Excuse me, folks." He leads her out to the dance floor.

Sha-Sha: *And she heads out to the dance floor with Christian. She looks up at the DJ with a bit of a sigh but closes her eyes a bit as she's led, trying to feel the music anyway.*

Alexander Donovan: Alex smirks as he watches the others pair off, giving a wink to Jeff since he's the last of the group still at the bar with him.

Jeff Brolin: ((*offers epi-pen*)) *He rolls his shoulders, and looks back to Sha.* No worries, *he says with a smirk.* Have fun. *And a groan.* Fuck me, mate, you get the hot redhead. S'not fair.

Sha-Sha: d10: Dance: 3,4,9,7,2,7,4,

Keith Newcomb: Jeff: He leans and whispers to him.

Christian Gallagher: d10: Dance, Dance, Dance!: 6,2,7,4,4,3,5,

Sha-Sha: *It's hard to feel the music properly when the transitions between songs cause several sour notes but somehow she manages to move with a fluid grace anyway. She stays close to Christian, bumping as few people as she can out on the crowded dance floor.*

Jeff Brolin: *He grins at that, and then looks back to Alex.* If y'want. We could dance.

Alexander Donovan: "Then lets get out there."

Christian Gallagher: He's just a touch off his game...he never could get a decent groove when Brian was spinning, and tonight's no different. Not bad, but not particularly good, as he keeps close to Sha-Sha, warding off anyone who gets too close.

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: definately a line...classic at that..*laughing with that grin still, she raises a brow* Ive had an irish car bomb and two beers before this....and I dont usually dance....you sure you want to risk it?*the smile turning into a crooked grin, especially when she hears jeff* he bought me a beer hun

Jeff Brolin: *He sticks out his tongue to Kaeleigh.* I wouldn't have needed to, baby, *he says with a leer, and leads Alex out onto the floor. He seems to be more relaxed.*

Alexander Donovan: Alex gives Kae and Keith a grin and heads out to the floor with Jeff, giving him a lookover on the way.

Keith Newcomb: Kae: "Don't mind him," he laughs. "I'm better, I promise." He grins teasingly, and takes her hand, leading her to the dance floor.

Jeff Brolin: d10: Dance(AbilApp): 3,8,5,5,9,6,4,

Sha-Sha: d10: per alert: 4,5,2,6,

Jeff Brolin: *He is naturally moving to the music. Even before he starts dancing. The footsteps to the beat. He finds a way, dammit. His music, HIS song. He makes it look good.*

Alexander Donovan: d10: dance: 3,3,7,3,4,

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *she chuckles and sets the beer and coat down, letting him lead her out* threats threats.....

Alexander Donovan: Alex is off his game a bit tonight, but he manages to not step on Jeff's toes.

Sha-Sha: *She nearly misses it but then does a double take as Jeff gets out onto the dance floor and somehow makes Brian's hideous changes look good.* How the hell does he do it?!

Keith Newcomb: ((To be fair, I suppose I should do Dex/Athletics? *G* I'm never quite sure, since I have Performance as well.))

Autumn Beck [Fae PM]: d10: Dance: 5,9,5,8,3,9,5,3,

Christian Gallagher: ((Performance is the preferred; Athletics if you have no Perf.))

Keith Newcomb: Kaeleigh: "Aw, I won't threaten you." He smiles, taking her into his arms on the dance floor and giving her a pleasant twirl before starting to dance.

Sha-Sha: ((Dex+Perform here.))

Christian Gallagher: He looks over his shoulder and blinks at Jeff... "Damn. Guy's got skills, huh?"

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: d10: dex/ath: 9,2,8,2,5,

Autumn Beck [Fae PM]: (*So, as her player returns...*) *Still dancing. Lost in it, even. Riding the edge between a dream, and a sport, and an art all at once. Some mongrel blend of modern and classical, arch and rhythm and twist. Like that.*

Jeff Brolin: *He doesn't seem to mind. A smirk touches his lips.*

Keith Newcomb: d10: dance: 4,9,4,6,7,5,4,

Keith Newcomb: ((thanks *G*)) He dances easily with Kaeleigh, keeping to the rhythm, and bridging the gap between dancing with someone and dancing apart, like a modern variation on a swing dance, giving her some twirls and dips, grinning.

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *she laughs at the twirl, and maybe the alcohol loosened her up enough but shes not doing too badly*

Keith Newcomb -> Christian Gallagher: ((Never, in my wildest dreams, did I think that I was making a Sabbie Ghoul who could dance like Travolta. *LOL*))

Autumn Beck [Fae PM]: *Like an equation, with all the quirkiness and the social awkwardness factored out; reduced, down to grace and physicality and form. Maybe this place isn't so bad, after all - there's music.*

Christian Gallagher -> Keith Newcomb: ((*Snickers*))

Sha-Sha: *She nods and keeps dancing, smiling a bit more as she can't help but watch Jeff.*

Jeff Brolin: *No shame. No fear. Dancing with the guy who... well... sided with the scary dragon girl. It's almost surreal. He DOES keep control of himself. It's just a dance, he keeps reminding himself.*

Alexander Donovan: Jeff: "So, you doing anything tonight, or just dancing with strange guys?"

Keith Newcomb: He spins Kae closely into him, until her back is resting at his chest, and he laughs softly, daring a kiss to the side of her neck, then spinning her out and away in a controlled move, not letting her go off balance.

Christian Gallagher: He smiles and dances with Sha-Sha, looking Jeff and Alex's way with a little shake of his head. Jeff certainly was talented, he had to give the man that.

Jeff Brolin: Nothin' else matters, *he says with a laugh.* C'ept the dance. *He winks to Alex.* Besides, no one stranger'n me.

Autumn Beck [Fae PM]: *and then stops, finally, to catch her breath. Wandering off the floor, to watch the other dancers... Jeff -is- good, what do you know?*

Alexander Donovan: Alex laughs at that comment, he's used to being outperformed on the dance floor given his usual choice in partners.

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *oh shes having a good time, definately surprised by him*

Sha-Sha: *She continues to move, letting the pain slowly melt away thanks to the dance. It takes a little longer than some times has simply because she's not so focused on the music but she does relax, the smile growing the more she does.*

Keith Newcomb: He ends the dance with a little extra flourish, somehow Kae ending up encircled in his muscular arms, and his hazel eyes gaze into hers. "Beautiful," he whispers. "Simply beautiful." Fingering a lock of her flame red hair as if it were delicate lace.

Keith Newcomb -> Christian Gallagher: ((Er, I guess I should also confess that I raised his Charisma since he is working so hard at fitting in and leaving his past behind. *EG* So that's being reflected more now. ~cough~))

Jeff Brolin: *The dance... simply makes him feel better. And he IS trying to make Alex have fun too. Just the occasional bumps. The cocky grin touching his face. He sticks out his tongue to Sha Sha.* Christ, no WONDER they keep hirin' this guy! *he yells to her over the music.* We keep makin' him look fuckin' good!

Christian Gallagher -> Keith Newcomb: ((Gotcha. *S* Oh, if only I didn't have Christian in here....bringing Aerin in to see Kae and Keith dancing together would be PRICELESS. *L*))

Alexander Donovan: "Maybe we should take him out back and make him watch while we destroy the shitty music he keeps hauling in here?"

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *shes breathing heavily for the moment when he finishes hte dance, still grinning widely, the whole eyes into hers and beautiful and fingering a lock of her hair thing getting the slightest blush*if it werent for the dancing Id ask how many beers youve had

Christian Gallagher: He closes his eyes, staying close to Sha-Sha, but paying as much attention to the beat...the thing that drives him. The thing that he lives for...the other thing, at least, now that he has the woman he's dancing with.

Sha-Sha: *She laughs at Jeff.* You do it better than the rest of us! Look at you go! *The tension seeming to leave her totally. Dancing, driving the balms to her soul.*

Keith Newcomb: He smiles. "I've had one drink, I swear it." He reaches down and takes her hand in his. He is strong, to be sure, maybe a little intimidating in that respect. But he is all-man. "Dance more or sit down, Kae?"

Jeff Brolin: *He laughs to Alex's words, and then he looks back to Sha.* Naw, you've got the MOVES, baby. *A look back to his dancing partner. Not to be impolite, of course.* Even better, shove some fuckin' earphones in his ears and make 'im listen to boy band music for three fuckin' days in a row.

Autumn Beck: *and heads out. And gone.*

Alexander Donovan: "What if he likes it? Then WE'LL be listening to it here that much more."

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: after that dance I dont know...that was...nice..*chuckling softly* theyre right though..the guys music sucks...lets go sit..can always come back to the dance floor after *brushing hair back behind her ears*

Jeff Brolin: True... Mmmh... *He seems to ACTUALLY ponder that.* Don't worry! I'll have a non-shitty DJ in here next week. Trust me.

Sha-Sha: *She giggles and turns to watch Christian move for a bit while she continues to dance. Her hands slide over his arms a bit and down into his hands, clasping hers into them.*

Keith Newcomb: He smiles and nods, holding Kae's hand as they move back to the bar. "You're really good out there," he compliments her after they sit back down.

Christian Gallagher: He doesn't hear Jeff's comment, or he'd likely be offended. Limelight HAS a non-shitty DJ, he's just not spinning at the moment. He does note the touch from Sha-Sha, and his eyes open. He smiles at her and curls his fingers around hers, dancing a little bit closer to her.

Alexander Donovan: Jeff: "I am gonna hold you to that."

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: its a fluke I tell ya...either that or you just made me look good...but thanks....*reaching for her beer, her hand slipping to her lap once they sit*

Jeff Brolin: *He breathes deeply.* Agua, *he says with a nod to Alex, and starts to walk back to the bar.*

Alexander Donovan: "C'mon, lets get another beer."

Alexander Donovan: Alex follows Jeff again, mainly just for the view. He slides up to the bar when they arrive and orders another tequila, leaving his unfinished one on the bar if some poor handstamped kid hadn't already gotten it.

Jeff Brolin: *He sits down, with a liquid motion. A small smirk as he steals a glance over at Keith and Kae. And back to Alex.* Not so fuckin' bad, eh?

Sha-Sha: *She smiles at him, leaning against him some as they move. Then she kisses him softly.*

Keith Newcomb: He smiles to Kae, flirtatiously flipping a lock of her hair back over her shoulder. "It was a lot of fun. I don't suppose...I mean...do you have a significant other?"

Alexander Donovan: Jeff: "I'm surrounded by great dancers."

Christian Gallagher: That slows his movements some, though he does keep swaying as he leans in to kiss her.

Jeff Brolin: That's not fair. Been doin' this my whole life. Sha's made t'dance, an' her boy's not so bad either. Though there are more shitty dancers'n good ones. Just happen to know a lot of good ones. An' hell, you're a good dancer too. Different than on the floor. Y'know a different dance, yeah?

Alexander Donovan: Alex thinks about the question. "I know several. And I've done better on the floor. You have one in particular in mind?"

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: whoa, down boy....*mimicking the hair flick and doing the same to him with a chuckle, keeping hte grin though and setting down her beer* and to be honest...I dont know how to answer that question...really....

Sha-Sha: *She squeezes his hands gently then slides hers back up and wraps her arms around his neck. Moving slowly still but far more focused on the kiss.*

Jeff Brolin: *He sighs slightly, and winces. Perhaps trying to think of how to put what he's saying.* You an I... sittin' here. Talkin'. Is a dance.

Keith Newcomb: Kae: He smiles, looking down at his own lap. "Yeah. I didn't think I could be that lucky." He looks up at her and grins. "But I'm glad you came here tonight."

Christian Gallagher: He's not really even consciously moving...it's an automatic motion. The beat pulses, he's on the floor, and he's moving. Otherwise, he's totally focused on the woman he's with, arms wrapping around her waist and drawing her to him.

Alexander Donovan: "Well, I don't know. It's hard to judge how good I am from this side of the dance. Maybe you'd care to critique?"

Jeff Brolin: Mmh. Y'live well. *He grins, and nods.* I've gotta get the fuck outta here, though. Think it's startin' t'wear on me. *He slides off the stool idly.* When I see more of yeh, I'll be able t'tell you how y'dance, yeah? But just one? That's like judging a line by one dot. Not fair at all. But it WAS fun.

Keith Newcomb: "Later, Jeff." Gives him a nod.

Sha-Sha: *She deepens the kiss holding him tightly to her, hard to say if the motion's even her own at this point or if it's him moving that draws her into it. She just seems to totally lose herself in the kiss. Nothing else matters.*

Alexander Donovan: Alex chuckles and gives Jeff a freindly pop on the shoulder. "Maybe next time I'll make sure it's more than just 'fun'."

Keith Newcomb: Smirks over at Alex, glancing to him and Jeff.

Jeff Brolin: *He waves to Keith, and does not interrupt Sha and Christian.* That'll be up t'you, yeah? *he informs Alex quite calmly. A grin, and he heads for the front door.*

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: hey...said I dont know how to answer...which is true..if you mean do I have a boyfriend or girlfriend specifically...? no....*reaching for another gulp of beer* and Im kinda glad I came here tonight too....Ive seen you smiling at me before I think..*giving his arm a gentle nudge with a few fingers*

Alexander Donovan: Alex smirks and turns back to the others, finally hammering back his tequila instead of nursing it.

Keith Newcomb: Kae: He chuckles. "Uh oh, I've been caught. Yeah, I just didn't know if my attention would be welcome or not." He looks up at her through cream-colored bangs with a smile.

Christian Gallagher: Eventually, even the music fades from his ears into nothingness, and he stops moving, completely lost in Sha-Sha and the kiss.

Sha-Sha: *Maybe she's been learning to breathe through her ears for as long as she holds that kiss, finally parting, only reluctantly, and not far. Enough to get air but still close, still not noticing anything else around them, just him.*

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: Id think...*reaching towards him with slender dextrous fingers, smiling, as she brushes his bangs aside gently to uncover his eyes* yeah.....why wouldnt it be?

Keith Newcomb: He almost seems to blush, or at least he has the shy downward glance as if he blushed. "I...could I have your phone number?" he asks hurriedly, as if he might lose his nerve later, his hazel eyes looking to hers now.

Christian Gallagher: He sighs deeply when the kiss breaks, and he leans his head forward a bit, resting his forehead lightly against hers. His eyes open slightly, staring into Sha's.

Sha-Sha: *She smiles, looking up into his eyes. Her fingers slide up to play with his hair a little. Then she whispers.* I love you.

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: my number?....seriously?....hardly know me though...whats wrong...you didnt seem this shy before?*keeping the grin but raising a curious brow*

Keith Newcomb: He grins. "Aw, that was just dancing and social stuff. Asking for a number is a little more serious. It means I plan to call you and ask you out."

Alexander Donovan: Alex drinks his next drink, watching around the various clubgoers, not REALLy listening to Keith and Kae. Nope, not him.

Christian Gallagher: He smiles slightly at that, and nods. "I know, Sha-Sha," he murmurs. "And I love you, too."

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: ahh...well...do I get yours too?

Keith Newcomb: He glances over at Alex. Grins slightly and nudges the big guy.

Sha-Sha: *She sighs softly, still smiling, just holding him close, looking up into his eyes. Happy.*

Keith Newcomb: Kae: "Really?" He smiles, blinking. "You want mine? Yeah, here." He brings out his cell phone, in a black leather case that has the Anarchy symbol leather-burned crimson into it. "We can program in the numbers if you want."

Alexander Donovan: Alex smirks at Keith, but goes back to learing around while they program numbers in.

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *seeing the nudge to alex she raises a brow, chuckling and shaking her head*

Keith Newcomb: Will program his number into her phone if she wants, and will get hers programmed into his. "Mind if I call you this weekend? We can maybe get together, have a drink or dinner." ((I need to get to bed.))

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: d10: per/emp: 5,2,9,1,3,

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: (bah*chuckles, hugs*) *she lets him have the number, why not, looking from the phone to him and smiling again, nodding and shrugging* sure....alright

Christian Gallagher: He smiles and hugs her close, before a particularly bad song choice by Brian, something tacky and disco-ish, makes him wince. "Okay, that's it...I'm kicking him out. You gonna be okay?"

Keith Newcomb: Finally, he says his goodbyes and takes off. ((Thanks for the scene!))

Alexander Donovan: Alex waves to Keith as he heads out, turning back to Kae. "Not bad out there."

Sha-Sha: *She cringes at the song choice, and nods with a smile. She kisses him again, lightly.* I'll hang around until you're ready to go. ((Night Rav and Rav! *LOL*))

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *once keith takes off she looks to alex, finishing off her beer with a grin* does he usually do well with the cute shy act thing or nah?*the grin getting a crooked tilt to it*

Christian Gallagher: "Okay." He kisses her back, and makes his way to the booth. A bit of an argument ensues, before Brian leaves with a huff, and the music quickly changes from ABBA to ATB's "Humanity."

Alexander Donovan: Kae: "Do you really expect me to answer that?"

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: thanks*smiling to alex, putting a hand forward* kaeleigh

Christian Gallagher: d10: Spinning: 4,6,1,1,9,4,6,

Kaeleigh O'Reilly: ahh...one of those trade secrets dont tell the chick things is it?*lips twitching*

Christian Gallagher: Okay, but can ANYONE make a transition from ABBA sound good? No. ((And I'm off. :P See you guys...thanks for the scene!))

Alexander Donovan: Alex takes the hand, giving it a firm shake. "Alex. And yeah, though I tend to be a bit more direct."