Re: Headed TO THE BAR (Vanessa, Idris, open)
Vanessa laughed and elbowed Idris as he threw her own dirty question right back at her. It served her right for asking that to begin with, especially to a man like Idris. The truth was that she absolutely couldn't imagine herself sleeping with Victor, the thought was so foreign and strange and it really felt as if she was trying to imagine herself having slept with a cousin or something equally as strange. This odd feeling made her feel extremely strange because after all, Victor was a very good looking man, there was something noble and strong about him, despite his protests, but maybe it was just his costume. "Thank you for the compliment Victor, I'd be lying if I said I didn't spend a lot of time on myself tonight, so it's nice to have it be appreciated." To celebrate the slippers, Vanessa ordered them all purple hooter shots, which was vodka, chambord, and sprite. They came out purple and bubbly, the closest thing she could think of to a fuzzy purple concoction.
"And Idris has seen me in my pajamas as well, thanks to a late night smoke detector."