Re: [nye party quicklog]
We don't get a whole lot of suave around these parts. Could be you're just a strange breed I didn't recognize right off. [Destiny seemed to calculate, her gold dust eyes went a little narrow while she speculated on whether or not his game could be improved.] Although I don't know that I'd know what to do with suave if I caught up with it. [He'd stopped pushing her hair behind the shell of her hair, or maybe that stubborn lock of brunette wave just managed to finally stay put. Whatever the cause, Destiny took it upon herself to instigate further hair playing. There was a little piece of blond that curled delicate on his forehead from beneath the yarn of his beanie. She stroked the little curl into a C, the touch withdrawing as Patrick offered himself in place of Hamlet for congratulatory New Year smooching.]
Now look at how sweet of you, saving me from having to kiss some pig. Where are you for such occasions the resta the year? [Which might suggest that she had to kiss a lot of pigs, but that wasn't quite true. Most clients didn't give two hells about kissing.
She crossed her ankles and bounced her legs at the knee from his lap when Patrick mentioned the possibility of finding somebody. As for if that somebody would give him the time of day?] Could be. Could be you should tell her how pretty she is first.