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Jaime Elizabeth Davies (finder) wrote in silverage,

She grinned. "Well, I was just trying to deflate your ego some so you could fit out the door," she teased him back. "I mean, if a guy has to say he's hot ..." Jaime arched her brows to let him assume whatever he'd like about how that sentence would end.

She wondered if he would call, and if it would matter either way. Chance meetings in bars rarely met with any followup, and she certainly wasn't going to hold her breath.

Watching him fiddle with his money made her wonder if he was tipsy or if his vision was blurry. "I wouldn't tip them that much," she said. Maybe he didn't know the cost of drinks? It was possible, if he was new. Reaching across, she plucked a couple of the smaller bills free and set those on the bar. "There," she declared before she resettled herself on her stool. She'd let him make his escape, and then she'd see about either catching a late train back or finding somewhere to crash for a little while. Maybe she'd play it safe and rent a room and just spend tomorrow in the city too.