Re: Lounge Area (Charlie)
"Pizza sounds really, really good," she replied back, still pressed as close as before; the poof of her skirt side-swiped another couple, pulling angry glares from the woman, but Charlie gave no notice despite the fact that she could feel the hoops getting snagged on other passersby. She was too intent on the man in front of her. "But not as good as doin' everythin' I just asked."
Her mouth folded into something of a pout, or at least as close as she could manage it. "Besides, it's almost my birthday and you asked me what I wanted. Pizza, beer, and sex are what I want, especially if they get me outta this stupid costume." One hand threaded through his hair again, reaching up to grab his hat. Pulling it from his head, she settled it onto the coiffure that her own long brown locks had become, still pouting for full effect. The pout finally gave way to a mischievous grin, her nose slightly crinkled from contentment.
"Are yah sayin' yah'd rather stay at this party? I guess we could go squeeze in a quickie in the bathroom, but yah remember how much of a pain in the ass this dress can be..."