Hey, if Noah wasn't going to drink it, Lo figured he might as well. After finishing off his whiskey, he knocked back the other glass as well, leaving the glasses on a nearby table. "You're not tan enough to be on Jersey Shore anyway," Lo said, relishing in the warm burn of the alcohol sliding down his throat. He was probably gonna feel that pretty soon. "But I promise, no more comparisons to soulless sluts."
--- Noah watched as Lo drank his whiskey and then looked back up at the stage. "Well that's a relief." Noah said as he twisted hair around his finger while he watched one girl show off incredible leg strength. "That would be appreciated thanks." He said as he glanced at Lo for a second and then back at the girl...just trying to calm the little bit of alcohol he had in his system.
--- The girl on stage was definitely impressive. She was gifted in her craft, as well as with the perky C cups that were either totally natural or a very convincing boob job. "Hey," Lo said, leaning close to speak low in Noah's ear, so the entire establishment didn't overhear, "you think you could bend that much? I'd toss a few bucks at you to watch..."
--- Noah broke his gaze and leaned into Lo as he spoke. He looked at the man and then smirked slightly. "Oh I probably could but I'm not going to here and you don't need to pay me to see it." He said with a soft laugh, hair falling to cover half his face before he looked at Lo again and smiled.
--- Noah was well beyond flirting now, and was outright spelling it out. Lo had to think on this a moment. On the one hand, sex. And sex was great. But on the other hand, was this gonna screw up his new friendship? Maybe. But probably not. It wasn't like Noah was into him on any kind of emotional level. They were friends, and friends should be allowed to screw around without everything going stupid. And it has been a while since Lo had gotten any kind of action.
"You wanna get outta here?" he asked finally, letting his hand brush over Noah's thigh.
--- Noah didn't really know the line right now, it had been so long since he just flirted that he was going overboard right now. He liked Lo and the last thing he wanted was for their friendship to be fucked. Noah looked at him with a slight smile on his lips and nodded. "Yeah I'd really like that." He said softly.
--- Taking Noah by the hand, Lo rose from his seat and made his way through the crowd, his herat thudding a little bit faster than normal. He was walking out of a strip club with a gorgeous woman on his arm, headed back to his car, and from there... well who knew what. His head was feeling a bit drunk, and it probably wasn't from the liquor.
Once the chilled night air hit them, Lo shovered, and tugged Noah closer to him. He hadn't realized how loud the club had been until his ears started buzzing in the silence. "Fuck, forgot how cold it was out here," he said with a laugh.