Penny Lane (pjlane) wrote in downfallrpg, @ 2010-03-26 14:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2015-08-30, colin, colin and penny, penny |
WHO: Penny, Colin, and Itty Bitty Toby Bear.
WHEN: Day nine, late evening.
WHERE: Bar!
Penny... needed a drink. It had been a long day, and even though she had just woken up about a half hour ago, she was steeling herself for her conversation with Zane. Although she couldn't imagine it would get very bad, who knew anymore; after all, the naked game had turned into a naked sob fest, and wasn't at all the sexy time she had imagined it would be. Not to mention, the taste of liquor over the past few days had whetted her appetite. She was finding herself needing a drink more and more, and although she had managed to limit herself to one or two a day, she was getting worried about it. But would Penny tell anyone that? Of course not.
So instead she was standing behind the bar and pouring herself a whiskey. No ice, unfortunately, meant she couldn't have it on the rocks, but drinking it straight was alright. She could deal. Wouldn't do to be picky, right? She took a sip and sighed, staring out the window and into the night cityscape. It was so dark out there... Would things ever be the same?
It had been a long day for Colin. He hadn't had much sleep the night before because of the sleeping on the hard ground, but Toby was wide eyed and bushy tailed and not ready to settle in to the bed with Colin, as Colin had been ready to do. So they were up and about in his room playing, the little boy snuggling on to his ironic stuffed monster and toddling about, showing his daddy the toy and stacking some of the diapers his father had let him play with. Colin had almost tossed his child's monster, but soon realized it was the only toy he'd brought with him and that was the only thing that his son would sleep with. He'd just have to make sure his son didn't cuddle up with any of the other monsters.
He's managed to clean out his tubing for his monitor. The trail mix and the water that Joyce had given him had been a welcome snack and it righted his blood sugar once he'd recalculated and restarted his pump. He was slightly concerned about the insulin and how long it would be effective, since everything had been out of the fridge. He'd found a place down in the lower floors to store it that was cooler feeling, because if he didn't he knew that it'd be too warm in the upper floors to keep any longer than thirty days. Thirty days and he very well may not be able to function properly. That scared him.
Toby was getting restless though, and that was his most primary concern at the moment. He scooped up his little boy and thought perhaps going downstairs would be a good idea. Maybe it would tucker him out to play somewhere other than the room. Upon reaching the main floor, he put his son down, who had been changed in to his onesey, but was still wearing the little shoes that his wife had bought him. Tiny Timberlands. Colin was glad for them. He himself was just wearing his jeans and tank top, in times like these...he didn't think he needed to dress to impress. The baby took off in a shot, and Colin was right behind him. He had a hard enough time putting the boy down, but letting Toby out of his sight wasn't an option.
The little boy went running straight away in to the bar and stopped once inside though, looking up at a woman that neither of them had met yet. Toby easily smiled however, he liked people, and held up his Monster to the woman, making a noise that resembled a 'look!' sound.
Penny paused when she saw the small child run in, glass to her lips. There was... a baby here? He was most definitely an infant, and her heart raced. Babies could survive? The wheels in her head instantly started churning, and that deep longing within her belly began to ache fiercely again, the way it always did when she saw children. Now that she had seen him, she knew her mind would be possessed by the idea that children could survive in this. Perhaps she should have realized it when she saw the small children at the meeting, but that wasn't the same as watching an infant toddle over very proudly with his monster doll.
Putting the glass down, she swallowed thickly and squatted, looking at him. Penny tried hard to appear normal, with a smile on her face, and she seemed to be doing okay; but in her body, her heart had stopped. "What'd you do, wrangle that off the street?" she teased the boy, allowing herself to smile with his obvious joy. He was very cute. "You must be a tough little dude."
Tobias smiled a little at the attention. Waving his doll about when she spoke about it. As if he knew what she was talking about, though clearly he was still just a toddler and understood barely anything. He stomped his feet a bit, something he'd picked up from his dad. Whenever Toby and Colin played together with his monster doll, Colin would pretend to run after Toby and stomp his feet to make a big noise, causing the little boy to run and hide, giggling his little bum off. He made a 'rawer!' noise. Another thing that Colin did when playing with his son.
Coin wasn't but a second behind his son however, just in time to see the woman bend over behind the bar. He had to assume his son had gone back there. He stepped around and watched his son talking his nonsense to the woman and the woman talking right back. He had to hold himself back from scooping up Toby and holding him away from the woman. He was sure that she wasn't going to harm his son, but since everything that had happened he was having a hard enough time letting Tobias walk around, let alone be touched by others.
"Sorry about that. The commercials are right, they've just somehow made babies too fast." Colin smiled uncertainly. "Tobias, say hello." He said, to his son who obliged waving at the blond woman.
Penny gasped and pretended to be horrified, holding her hands in front of her face. "Oh no! Don't eat me!" She was just being silly, and when who she assumed was his father followed a step behind him, she took her hands down and smiled. "Hello," she returned, waving just as well. He was really cute. "I'm Penny. It's alright, I love children." She looked mock-seriously at Toby, and asked gravely, "Now, how old are you, little man?"
"If he could answer you, he'd tell you he'd say he just turned one a bit over a week ago." Colin realized that, with everything that happened, they'd completely missed Toby's birthday. It was part of the reason why he'd taken time off when he had, because they were going to have a fun party for all of their family for the little guy, to mark his entry in to the world. But then The End Of The World had happened, and his birthday hadn't been much of a thought in Colin's head. Very obviously not in Toby's either, because of his age, but still, the father felt a pang of guilt. Chelsea hadn't even seen her son turn one years old. Heart strings, consider them tugged.
Toby looked at his father grinning. As if to say 'look what I found'. Yeah. If the end didn't come before Toby could be a teenager, the boy was going to be a bit of a heartbreaker. But neither Colin or Chelsea had expected anything less. The little guy patted at the woman's arm happily and then turned around to toddle back over to his father, putting his arms up. He wanted up. Apparently it was better than being down.
Colin picked up his son and landed him on his hip. "I'm Colin. We didn't mean to bother your..." he looked at the glass, at the bottle. "Well time alone." The man finished. Colin knew that most people had to be grieving somebody in their life. A drink sounded grand, but he couldn't risk it after not taking care of his body during the past nine days and then having to mind his son. No more beers on friday nights with the guys from the station. There was a lot of things about his life he was going to miss. "And obviously you've met Tobias, my son." He said smiling at the little boy who was still gripping the arm of his little monster.
"Aw, he's a little guy," Penny grinned, as if she couldn't see that for herself. Pushing herself up slowly, she smiled and then looked over at her whiskey. Something she really shouldn't have been having, anyway. "No, it's fine. I was just whining and being miserable. Being social is much more fun, anyway." Especially being social with a baby, a very cute one at that. His father wasn't too bad, either. "So how long have you guys been here? I haven't seen you around before."
Colin's eyes passed over her, in more of a 'taking you in rather than a 'checking you out' sort of way. She looked to be like most of the women he'd encounter on any one Friday Night out with the guys. Which while they weren't a bunch of party lovers (he was almost forty after all), they did like going out occasionally and having a good time. Most of the guys that Colin hung out with though also had wives, and so Toby was left with the quiet teenage girl down the street so he and Chelsea could go out with the lot of them. They weren't a completely boring couple. He loved that about Chelsea, because while she liked to go out and have a good time, she didn't mind if he went out to hang out either. He needed that alone time. He didn't much think he'd be getting those moments to himself now.
"We just arrived this afternoon actually, Joyce? Is it? Let us in, told us we could stay. I was glad to find people." He said rubbing his hand unconsciously over Toby's back. Toby was busy looking around, his monster's leg stuffed in his mouth. Poor thing was teething again. "We came in from the suburbs." Colin explained, leaning his hip against the bar glad his insulin pump was on the other side of his body.
"Have you been here long? Sorry, didn't get your name..." He said raising his eyebrows a bit.
Penny nodded and lifted a brow. He might have been distracted by his son when she introduced herself, or thought she was talking to his son, but that was okay. She could certainly say she had been scatterbrained lately. "Penny, Penny Lane," she smiled, unable to help herself. That name was still her favorite feature. "I've been here... oh... about a week, now. Pretty much since all this started," she said, her smile wilting a bit. Thinking about 'all this' was certainly not a fun past time, but there was little else to do nowadays it seemed for a nocturnal being. Well, besides drinking. The loss of the power had effected her a little too much. "It's a nice place, though. Lots of people. And I think that little guy will make a big hit," Penny teased lightly, watching Toby suck on his doll. "How far outside of the city were you?"
"You did say that, I apologize. It's been a long day and he just won't tucker out." Colin said ceasing to rub the little boy's back. He didn't even make a comment on the name. Chelsea had dragged him along to see Almost Famous when it had come out. He wasn't sure if that had anything to do with her own name, but there had to be a story there, and Colin was pretty sure he wasn't attentive enough to sit through it.
"A week. Well then at least I know they don't throw people to the Monsters to appease them." He said smiling a bit more. He had the urge to add on 'that maybe they only threw the ugly ones to the monsters' but that was the Old Colin. The one he was before he'd gotten married, had a child and then became a widower. He really was tired.
"Yeah he tends to draw the crowds. Mostly women." he chuckled a bit. "Men just aren't as attracted by a good looking baby than the women are." He shrugged. "We were up in Shelby, but we stayed in our place for a few days before heading on down here." He said thinking about his neighbor who had tried to leave him and Toby to the monsters. It just made Colin Angry and he didn't want to think of that. "It wasn't safe up there any more so I decided to find other living people. If there were any. Glad I did go looking."
Penny nodded, smiling a little and then going to sit down on one of the stools. "Don't worry about it, I think we're all a bit scatterbrained now." She reached over and grabbed her whiskey, taking a small sip. "No one would throw anyone to the monsters here. I think there'd be anarchy if someone tried." She paused, thinking more on the subject, on all that had happened over the last few days. "Just... be careful. There's apparently a group of people about who aren't as friendly and are hoarding supplies, and there was an attack yesterday..." And one this morning, but that really had nothing to do with it and Penny wasn't going to be pinning Tony as the resident spy, or whatever. "Not everyone can be as trustworthy I guess."
"That's good to know." He said and smiled, but it lessened when she spoke of people not being as trustworthy as one might hope for. That worried him, but he had a gun, and that would be handy, right? He hoped so. "Thank you, for letting me know that." He said, looking thankful. He wouldn't expect that you could trust everybody in a situation like this. There was always a bad guy amongst the good in the movies. Life wasn't going to be any different.
He shifted his son a little bit and the little boy wriggled. Colin put Toby on the bar and placed both hands on either side of his little butt so he couldn't go anywhere. "What kind of attack was it?" he asked carefully, wondering what happened.
Pausing for a moment, she licked her lips and then looked quickly from Colin to Toby and back again. Toby was young enough where he wouldn't remember this, and he couldn't understand what she was saying anyway, but there was still a measure of uncomfortableness at speaking about it with a child present. Still, Colin had a right to know, so she finished her whiskey and sighed, putting the glass back down on the table. "I wasn't there, mind you, but I was told what happened. Apparently they... killed a young girl and carved a warning into her body, and left her in a grocery store for us to find." Penny sighed, rubbing the back of her neck and looking at him almost apologetically, sorry that he had to hear it. "And some sort of... snake man thing... attacked one of the men here and ended up killing another. I have no idea what they're going to do with him, but they've got him locked up for right now."
Toby wouldn't remember, not any of this. Or at lest Colin hoped. The poor boy was just happy not to be carried around constantly, though you could still see moments on his face, where he was looking. Looking so very hard for his mother. Of course the look was usually followed by the question of 'mama?' but Colin had been doing his best to distract the little boy before he could ask.
"That's pretty damn horrendous." Colin said shaking his head. "I guess people are crazy when they're in survival situations." It made him sigh. The second story surprised him though. "They're keeping him here though? Not turning him out?" That...seemed about crazy to Colin and he wondered idly where he was being kept. Hopefully not near where he and the baby were staying. That's all he needed, more to worry about.
Penny shrugged, playing with the rim of the glass. She could use some more, but she wouldn't fill up right now. "Yeah... Yeah, I don't know. I think they wanted to talk to him, or something. See what happened. Again, I wasn't there, I'm hearing all of this second hand. Maybe they feel better having him here where they can keep an eye on him rather than let him wander..." Penny sighed, shrugging again. "I don't know, it's all pretty messed up."
"Yeah that is messed up." Another sigh escaped Colin's lips. Toby was making his monster dance and that was fine by his father. The little boy, he was so happy despite missing his mother. He had no idea what danger they faced, what danger the rest of the world was in. He was just...alive. And happy about it. Toby didn't need to worry about anything other than that...and Colin was totally jealous. He was for sure keeping that shot gun in his room. Wasn't about to take a chance.
"You're alright then though? Not scared more than you need to be?" Colin asked. He couldn't help it, it was in his nature to worry about other people's well being, and Penny seemed to be at least respectable. And young.
She smiled softly and shook her head. "No, I'm fine. I mean, this whole thing is just a giant clusterfuck, anyway, and mostly everyone else in the hotel is cool. We're starting to get things going, you know. The only thing that sucks is the lack of power," Penny snorted and sighed, running a hand through hair. "But I have a gun and hopefully enough ammo to make it until I can get more, and other survivors. Can't ask for much more than that I guess."
"At least there's gas. Joyce boiled us up some water for Tobias to have a bath in. I don't mind washing down in cold but he wouldn't be too happy about it." Colin nodded his head. "It's glad to see people that seem kind enough though. Situations like this are bad when people are involved, I've seen some pretty bad ones, but they're worse when we're all at each other's throats." He shrugged his shoulders a little. Emergencies had been his life for so long it was hard to forget the procedure around it. He'd seen some amazing people band together over tragedy.
"It's been nice to talk to people rather than just him." Colin said his face breaking in to a bigger smile. "Not that I don't love baby talk." He looked down at his son. "I'm just not all that good at it. Glad there are women around that seem like they want to help." He gave her a wink, feeling a bit better. He was still worried, there was a murderer in the hotel, but she had a gun, and sounded like she could use it. She was trustworthy he decided.
"Spoiled little man," Penny teased, although she was really just kidding. She watched Toby for a second before going behind the bar to pour herself some more whiskey. Just a little bit, a splash, really. "You've been through an apocalypse before? Well aren't you lucky then." Still teasing, she smirked and took a tiny sip, sighing a little and running a hand through her hair. "What did you used to do, then?"
He grinned at her joke, glad for something to smile about. Even if it wasn't the most ideal, at least it was a change from frowning, or worrying. He chuckled a bit shaking his head. "Yeah, the eighties were about this rough." She probably wasn't even born in the eighties. Damn. He suddenly felt a bit old. "Though I'll bet if you were around, if at all, you were younger then he is." He indicated to Tobias. "Barely walking around in your diapers, I'll bet." Colin shook his head. God he was old wasn't he? And here he was with just a little guy who had his whole life ahead of him. Part of him now sort of regret his son. Of course if they had known this world was coming, he and Chelsea wouldn't have planned for a child.
At her question though he took Toby's monster and made him dance on the little boy's lap. "I was a Firefighter. Am a firefighter I guess. I'm a trained paramedic too. Seen lots of bad things." Colin explained. "What about you?"
"Hey, I was born in '88," Penny grinned, watching him play with his son. She blinked, and then drained the rest of the small bit she had given herself, putting the glass back down and pushing it away momentarily. "Are you really a trained paramedic? That's great! Zane could use your help," Penny smiled. She was sure Zane would appreciate it, and while he might not necessarily like having to share duties the amount of people living in the hotel was getting larger by the day. He'd appreciate it, or Penny would kick him for it. "He finished med school, and he trained as a cop for a little bit. You guys'll get along swimmingly."
Penny paused then, wanting to ask if she could hold Toby, just to feel a baby in her arms... but she bit her lip and held back, not wanting to make Colin nervous. She was sure he was more protective of Toby now than ever. She crossed her arms loosely in front of her chest, rubbing her elbow, and answered, "I was a stripper." She was sure he would take that with Penny being uncomfortable with talking about her career, but she didn't bother to correct him.
"You're still just a youngin." He said laughing, though appreciating her a little more. She just looked young was all. That wasn't something to be complaining about, to be sure. He himself often was mistaken for younger, though Colin had noticed that when he let his hair grow a little more than the sharp shave he normally had that he had gray hairs popping up here and there. He'd used to tug on Chelsea's playfully and tease her about them. His heartstrings tugged again and he tried his best to not look pained, succeeding. It was hard to hold in those emotions.
"Yeah. Had to if I wanted to be a Firefighter, a good one anyway." He said nodding his head when she explained about Zane. Colin wasn't so sure they'd get along swimmingly. It was rare that a Doctor (or Doctor Junior in this case) got along 'swimmingly' with a paramedic. The former always thought that the latter didn't know enough, weren't good enough to be doctors so they were the 'next best thing', and the latter always thought the former were to sheltered living their lives in sterile hospitals, when the real danger was out in the field.
When was it that a doctor got called to come collect bodies and the injured from a shoot out at a local gangbangers house? He kept that opinion to himself though.
The fact that she was speaking about being a stripper, and coming across with body language that wasn't the most open, flew over Colin's head. He'd never been extremely observant when he wasn't 'on the job' and stuff like that wasn't his specialty. He just wasn't that 'type' of guy. The profession didn't bother him however, so long as you had a modicum amount of dignity while doing it, it didn't matter. "Hope you wore sensible shoes." He remarked noting that Toby was starting to rub his eyes. "You know how many sprained ankles I've seen because of some of those crazy ass shoes you girls wear?" he said looking up at her and smiling.
"I'm 26, thanks," she grinned, shaking her head and laughing a little. "How old did you think I was?" Penny didn't mind playing this game; letting her age show was the least of what she had to worry about for vanities sake. Noticing Toby start to show outward signs of tiredness as well, she pouted a little at the cuteness. "The crazy ass shoes are in the job description. I have no idea why, apparently you boys find them sexy or whatever," Penny snorted, rolling her eyes. "I just did ankle strengthening exercises and stayed light on my feet." Or, more to the point, longer hours on her back.
That made Colin chuckle. It was still young to him, though not so young that the he could be the girl's father. Though there had been cases like that. That was a disturbing thought in itself. "I don't know, I don't like to guess women's ages. I'm smarter than that. Just like I'm smarter than to guess their dress size." He smiled at the woman again. "People can't guess my age right either so I don't try and pretend like I know. Because I don't. I just assumed early twenties. Not too far off the mark." He shrugged.
"Us boys don't all find the same things attractive." Colin gently reminded her. He'd never seen Chelsea in stripper heels, and he was kind of glad she hadn't. She was more of the secretary type, which suited Colin just fine when she wanted to get frisky with him and wore her stockings that had the seams up the back and her work pumps with shorter heels. Those were what got him going. "I think I'd rather see a girl wearing a nice men's button down in the morning, than a girl in those shoes at night. Though I guess we can't all agree on what gets us going." He said, with no judgement in his voice. That was just what turned him on. "I've got respect for you for managing them however." He assured her.
"Well don't mind me if I don't try, then, I've always sucked at that game," Penny grinned, sitting down at the stool and looking him over. He had a child. Was he married? She wasn't going to ask. And he kept saying she was young. Probably in the thirties or forties; although if he was, he was in amazing shape. "I've been told the button down thing works wonders, as well, I've just never had the chance," she shrugged. Well, she had. She had done it with Tre. But she was feeling miserable enough as it was and didn't really want to bring him up.
"Not to worry. I turned thirty nine this year." He said easily. His age wasn't such a big deal. He knew some women didn't feel that way thought. Best off to just call them young and hope they took it as a compliment. Then he didn't deal with too many early to mid twenty year olds in his daily life either. It very well could have been an insult to her, but he hoped not. "Old man." He gave her a bit of a wink. He wasn't flirting, at least, he didn't see it that way. That was too soon. Especially when nobody else knew about Chelsea.
"Yeah, it's my personal preference." He chuckled. "Then I've always been a bit more of a simple guy. I'm not so much for glitz and glamour." Hell he'd met Chelsea when she was covered in soot and was barely hanging on to her life. If the situation hadn't been so dire, he might have made a crack on how dirt looked mighty good on her. He enjoyed a woman that didn't mind getting dirty. "Your line of work comes with a lot of glitz though. Well, some of it, if you're lucky." he said thoughtfully. A lot of it was also dirty and dangerous. He well knew what that was like.
"Well you don't look it, so kudos to you," Penny smirked, tilting her head. She had seen her fair share of middle aged men in her line of work, and he hardly seemed telling. "I'll have to card you next time you come down here," she winked, crossing her legs and sighing. Penny was flirting a bit, but then that was just second nature to her. She couldn't stop herself from flirting anymore than she could stop herself from wanting a child so desperately. She swallowed, wanting to get some more whiskey, but she'd keep herself from looking like a total alcoholic until after he left. "Well, I grew up in Vegas. Glitz and glam are just par for the course."
He grinned a bit, used to people not thinking he looked his age. He was just lucky to age gracefully he supposed. "Thanks. I got to keep at it I guess. For work and all. Can't save people's lives if you're not fit yourself." He shrugged his shoulders. "Ahh wouldn't it be great if that was the biggest worry we had? Getting carded at the bar?" He sighed shaking his head. "I'd love a drink, but I think I need to keep my wits about me for his sake. I owe him that much this far." He said smiling a bit sadly. The little guy would grow up without his mother, and Colin for some reason, felt responsible.
"Vegas is exciting. I grew up right here, barely moved around." he said thinking about his life. It was a good one, and he enjoyed it. There were no regrets. "I went to vegas once, it was a lot of fun. Not sure I could have lived a life there though. Got to be pretty strong for it." He said, considering it a compliment.
She nodded a bit and smiled. "Well then I'll be doubly sure to card you, so that you do keep your wits for little Toby." The baby was very cute, and Penny had to consciously keep herself from staring at him for too long. Every time she did, the ache in her belly only grew. Which wasn't to say she wouldn't help Colin if he needed it, but she was still sad.
She was sad a lot of the time now, it seemed. Couldn't be helped.
"Yeah, Vegas was... Vegas. There's probably still lights out there now and everything, they are by the Hoover Dam," she shrugged. "If it were at all possible I'd say group trip just for that, but it's not feasible and when the power goes out we'll just be stuck in the desert." Penny wrinkled her nose, smiling at him.
"Yeah. Who knows what's out that way though. If people thought there were monsters there before well...." he shook his head. Colin had no idea if this thing was widespread, but it seemed like it was. If there were people from all over that were in the same boat then...wow. That was the whole world. He didn't want to think about that.
Toby made a noise then, one that was louder than ignorable. He was reaching to hand Colin his monster and putting his other arm up. He wanted to be picked up and Colin sighed. The little boy had that look on his face. He wanted his mother. He looked around and before Tobias could ask for his mama Colin swept up the little boy and bounced him a bit, causing Toby to forget what he wanted.
"I should probably think about getting him up to bed. May I walk you to your room, or are you...staying down here?" He asked uneasily. He didn't like the idea of the woman down here alone, that just wasn't right in his books.
"Yeah, it's late, especially for the little man," Penny smiled slowly. But at his concern, she looked from him, to the glass, to the liquor, and back to Colin again. "I'll stay down here for a bit, don't worry about it. I can take care of myself," she grinned, waving him along. "What room number are you in?"
Colin surveyed the woman and the glass. "So long as you're sure." He said raising his eyebrows. Getting drunk wasn't particularly something he thought was a good idea. Sure it would likely FEEL good if you were depressed or scared. Being drunk would take that all away, but you were a danger to the rest of the people around you. What with having to think on your feet or handling a gun. Especially the latter. He wasn't so sure now that she should have a gun, if this is what she was up to. "Room Two Zero Six. Joyce thought it would be easier if we were closer to the ground." He said shrugging.
"I imagine it would be," Penny smiled, running a hand through her hair. "I'm in 505, if you want to talk or you need a babysitter or whatever..." She shrugged, certain he probably wouldn't be calling on her for babysitting services, but the offer was there if he wanted to use it. "I'm great with kids." Ooooh yes she was. That little green, greedy monster flared in her gut again, and suddenly Penny couldn't wait for him to be gone so she could drown herself in her misery.
He smiled at her a little bit. "Thanks for the offer and I'm sure you're great. Toby'd love to flirt with you I'm going to guess." Colin almost tacked on that Toby seemed to be fond of White women, but he managed to not. "Kind of hard to let go of him right now, but I'll keep the offer in mind." He said sincerely. It seemed as though he could likely ask anybody particularly women to baby sit and they'd all be happy to do so. Or it seemed like it anyway. So long as Penny wasn't drinking, he'd probably have no issue leaving tiny Toby with the woman.
Colin put Toby on his hip before placing a hand out to hold Penny's for a moment. "You be safe alright? And have yourself a nice evening."
"Little heartbreaker," she teased, leaning forward to shake Colin's hand as well. "You too, it was nice meeting you. Don't hesitate to come find me if you need me. Or if you feel Toby's going stir crazy or something and wants some chick action," Penny added with a wink, laughing lightly.
He laughed and nodded. "Thank you." He nodded his head and then readjusting his son on his hip Colin made sure he had his baby's monster. He gave Penny a final wave and then headed out of the bar back to his room to put his son to bed.