There are a couple tables by the hot food counter and we stumble over there, we mumble a few meaningless nonsensical phrases. Mine is something like ...��wow you are a sight for sore eyes” We manage to sit down – somehow too close to each other and touching arms and noticing our feet are touching and then noticing our calves are touching. You’re wearing something low cut, wow, your body just oozing sexuality. Small talk “how are your daughters? An*** still painting? Ar***** still into. ”She gave him a smirk. In her mind she was quickly deciding how far she’d let this flirtation go: a simple exchange of flatteries, exchanging cell numbers, kissing, sex, marriage.... She determined the first option wasn’t nearly enough and the last option was far too much. Tonight would land somewhere in the middle.She decided to take a little initiative and suggested that the two cozy up in a nearby booth. She hopped off the stool and put a little extra “swish” in her ass as she walked, hoping. We continued to talk until about 11PM when Sarah stumbled in the door.I immediately jumped off the couch to assist since it was blaringly obvious that Sarah had not stopped at just a few but was completely plastered. After she used the bathroom she went straight to the couch and laid down. Jason was on the other couch and just smiled and winked at me jokingly. I on the other hand began to wonder just what I could get away with tonight. Sarah asked me for water and when I brought it to her she. "What the fuck do you want?" Kris asked me rudely."What a stupid ass question is that," I replied. "I came down after Scotttold me you and Colt got into a fight." Fuck yeah we did. I don't care if that motherfucker shows his face againaround this room. Here I got him a girl, been nothing but nice to him andmade him part of our little group here. Then the bitch accuses me offlirting with Monica. Matt, I'm not the brightest guy here but no way am Idoing that shit with Liz there with me," Kris.