Marina didn't dress up to meet Percy at their usual haunt, always feeling like dolling up for a bar meant you were on the pull. Pulling was the last thing Marina was interested in, as usual. So in her white top and dark green trousers, she was one of the less revealing women as she entered the bar, stopping Percy quickly and lifting her hand in greeting as she wandered over.

"Hello, Rudolph," she said, slipping up onto the barstool next to him. "What are you drinking?"

Date: 2014-08-15 06:19 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] yourdisillusion.insanejournal.com
Percy snorted as she mentioned Giles' face. "His face is just inherently punchabale." She complimented his kissing and he laughed even harder. "Even my shocked, I'm frozen and I don't know what's happening kissing? Good to know! Anyway, even though I was joking when I invited you back to mine, we could still go there and have another few beers if you want."

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