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Tweak says, "I ATE MY MONKEY BARS"

Romi Vane (vanegirl) wrote in magicofloverpg,
@ 2016-02-13 14:08:00

Entry tags:

!rp, char: blaise zabini, char: romilda vane, season: 1

RP: Country clubbing (Backdated)
Characters: Romilda & Blaise
Date: 2/10/2006
Setting: Nashville country western music clubs
Summary: Blaise & Romi have their date, country-style! (An evening of live music club hopping in Nashville, TN)
Warnings: TBD

Romilda hadn't been able to help herself. At one point, walking down the technicolored main street of Nashville's music-way, she'd stopped and used some exchanged muggle American money to buy a black cowgirl hate that had fake crystals along the brim. She'd laughed at herself and given Blaise a pouty look, "How does it look?" She asked.

They were headed to a live show, after having had a bbq dinner and drinks - dark beers served cold in the souther American style, mason jars and all - of a popular band from the States, called Sugarland, which she'd never heard of. There was something intoxicating about the atmosphere of the city, though, and while this was normally the last thing she'd be caught doing - she was much more a champagne and palm trees sort of gal - she found herself letting a little bit loose and having a very good time.

"I've never really spent much time here in the US, I have to admit," she said, letting out a satisfied sigh.

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dark_blaise
2016-02-15 01:16 am UTC (link)

Blaise clasped his hand around hers as they continued to walk toward their next location for the night. "Dance on a bar at Coyote Ugly," he said as if she ought to know exactly what that was. "That is if they actually do that sort of thing," he added the disclaimer as he had learned there were things in Muggle films that weren't necessarily how the Muggle world really worked.

So far though the scene seemed to be fairly spot on. The rambunctious nature of the crowds on the streets fit perfectly into his assumptions of the location. Chuckling lightly at her lowing her volume at the last word considering no one was likely paying any heed to them he leaned in close and did a fairly decent mock whisper. "Brits maybe, magicks likely not." Not that they could advertise and find out.

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