THE DANCE FLOOR | TAVION & OLIZA/OPEN | 8PM
Tavion was even more smitten now that she was before him in all of her glory....and oh, it was definitely glorious. His own smiled widened as she curtsied, and once JT had placed his hat back upon his head, he reached out to gently take her hand, wherein he placed a gentle kiss to the back of it. "Ja'Tavion West, at your service, my lady." Now, Tavion was
all
man, but he was truly trying to be a gentleman and not just drink in her figure. Especially when she was wearing oh so little. "Would my muse be ever so kind as to share a drink with a poor artist?" he asked with a comical, fake pout.