Re: Scarlett & Frankie
Everything about Scarlett screamed femme, from her hair and makeup, to her clothes and the high heels that still didn't do much to help her height. Scarlett was painfully short, but no one could ever accuse her of being forgettable. She didn't much care about who she ended up dancing with, so long as they were gorgeous enough to make Kenzie jealous if she spotted them.
And so, when the person danced closer to her, Scarlett smirked at them. It didn't bother her that she couldn't tell if the person was a man or a woman, as they had an interesting, androgynous face and a smoking hot bod, even if it was far more covered up than Scarlett thought it should be. Turning her body toward the newcomer, she started dancing with them.