Faith Lehane (slayer_faith) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-11-29 23:28:00 |
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Current location: | Avarice |
Current mood: | hot |
Entry tags: | faith lehane, pat mcconnell, place: la |
Innuendos
Who: Pat and Faith
Where: Avarice
When: Monday Night, 11/29
Mostly because the club was simply bustling with hot young things wanting to flirt with him (hey.. he was DATING. Not married, and certainly not DEAD), Pat was sitting at the bar at Avarice rather than in the VIP section, wearing a sleeveless Alice In Chains t-shirt and ripped light blue jeans with loose army boots, he sat there watching a few girls dancing to the beat of Kid Rock's "American Bad Ass", a big grin on his face.
Faith was actually one of those girls. Candi was out doing the training thing tonight, since her Watcher did school stuff up until in the evening sometimes, so Faith was on her own for a little while still. Once the song ended, she was heading over to the bar for a drink when she noticed Pat, giving him a wave.
Well. While Pat didn't know Faith personally, he knew who she was from seeing her hanging with Gwen in the past. DAMN... this girl was going to be on the dating show? Can you blame Pat if JUST for a second he was kicking himself mentally? "Hey... Faith, right?"
Faith gave him a wide grin. "Yep, that would be me," she said, making herself at home at his table. Hey, she wasn't known for her social graces, OK? "You still thinking about not doing that show? Damn shame, you know."
"Yeah...." He said, with an actual grimace. "Kinda had to follow my heart instead of my hormones. Which sucks, when I look at someone like you. Jesus."
She laughed. "Hey, I can understand following you heart and all, but my girlfriend and I would have shown you a VERY good time."
"God, I can only imagine." He had to admit, shaking his head. This girl was seriously PURE sex, he could just feel it. "I can't lie... you're probably one of the hottest ladies I've seen in AGES."
"Of course I am," she said with a smirk. "Considering Ben was willing to let me on the show even GIVEN our history together? Nothing but proof of that." She *did* set fire to one of his favorite desks, after all.
"True... I don't think we've ever really OFFICIALLY met, huh?" He offered his hand to her, smiling. "Pat McConnell. Pleasure to meet you."
"Doesn't mean I don't know who you are," she said playfully, taking his hand and shaking it. Even without trying, she had a hardier handshake than most women would. "Faith Lehane. Pleasure's mine."
Luckily, he knew what she was already, or that would have shocked the HELL out of him. "Sadly, it's NOT." He joked, winking at her playfully. "So is your girl even half as good-looking as you are?"
"Well, she was trying out for the show, too, so she was probably is your dossier or whatever Ben probably gave you." Oh, Faith knew that he would have given Pat a folder or something filled with all of them.
"...I have a feeling when I look in that thing and see which one she was, I'm gonna wanna break things, huh." He chuckled, silently telling himself that after giving THIS up? If Baily ever hurt him, he'd likely throw himself in front of a TRAIN.
Faith smirked. "Hey, even if you didn't find love with us, you totally would have had a great time," she said with a laugh. Of course, if she knew what he was thinking, she might pop him one. Baily seemed like she had a good head on her shoulders. She wouldn't run off.
"You know... I have NO doubt at all about that. You're like... this living, breathing bundle of temptation, I swear to god." He said with a laugh, wondering just how many other men had completely lost their shit over this girl.
She giggled. More than one man had done quite a bit in order to spend the night with her, and that's without the offer of Candi in the mix as well. "Well, I try," she said with mock bashfulness.
"And believe me... you do a good job. Somehow... I think it'd be hilarious if you girls hung out with me and...." he thought about it for a minute.... hoping he wasn't rushing things by using this word "my girlfriend some night."
How long do you think it would take for that meeting to devolve into some sort of orgy? Ten minutes? Maybe twenty if Faith was having an off night? "I think that would be awesome, actually," Faith said to him.
And would Pat honestly mind? More importantly, would the MUN? Fuck to the NO. "Tell you what then..." he grabbed a napkin, scribbling something down on it. "This is my cell phone number. I'm trusting you to keep it to yourself. Figure out a good night, and call me. I'll talk to Baily, see what sounds good for her."
"I promise not to leak it to the media," Faith said with a chuckle. "Hopefully Baily won't mind, because I'm sure the four of us could have a really good time." And that was totally meant as a sexual innuendo. Because Faith was subtle like that.
"Y-Yeah..." Pat said, wide-eyed, as yes... he caught it. "I bet we could..."