Ooohhh… let’s!
thewiz saunters into the room, pushing back the black cowboy hat pulled low over his eyes. His black chaps swish against his muscular thighs while his spurs jingle softly as he makes his way to the bar. “Whiskey, neat” he says in that raspy voice he always gets when coming in off the range. The cows had been looking a little too fine prompting the muscular cowboy to plan a little action in the nearest saloon.
::bobkitty purrs and tilts her head up, baring her neck as Lindy’s finger traces the drop of sweat. Gazing at him with half-hooded eyes, she takes his hand in hers and slowly licks the drop off the end of his finger::
I think it might be me. What do you think?
I dancing is the second-best way to get sweaty! 
[sub]And yes, it’s definitely you.[/sub]
Um…I mean I think dancing is the second-best way…:o
:Distracts bobkitty’s attention from his gaffe with a quick Death Drop, causing her breath to hitch and the onlookers, once again, to gasp:
I’m sorry, where were we?
:Lifts her up into his arms and carries her into a shadowy corner, pausing only to grab a bottle of Godiva liqueur and two glasses:
Boy, do I miss MPSIMS.
Oooh… over here. Look, a little velvet-covered sofa. I look great on velvet. Much better than Elvis. 
::Lindy sets her down long enough to pour the glasses full of the tasty liquer. bobkitty takes the proffered drink and motions for Lindy to make himself comfy. Shooting him a sly grin that she hopes appears sexy, she snuggles onto Lindy’s lap, tucking her head into the crook of his neck and sighing as his hand gently caresses her silk-covered back::
So, tell me all about yourself. 
Euty, we miss you too. Did you bring the Jell-o for the pit?
Was she smart? Pretty? or did she have other umm, err, talents?
:sigh:
I am so out of practice, I don’t even know who to start flirting with first.
I’ll just stand over here.
In the corner.
Alone.
:sigh:
Oooooh, let’s! That would make me the meat of the sandwich, and I like that idea.
Nocturne is getting rather bored with the non-responsive Zanshin (“Really, you’d think he was Calvin Coolidge or something”) and besides, celestina’s horning in on her territory.
“Time for greener pastures–and what’s GREENER than Crunchy Frog, eh?”
Nocturne skips blithely over to Crunchy Frog.
“Hey wallflower–what are you doing in the corner? Have you been…BAD?”
I’m just surveying the scenery, which has suddenly gotten much prettier now that I see you here.
Nocturne blushes prettily for a moment before replying:
“Well, it’s too bad you weren’t being naughty.” With a gleam in her eyes, “I LIKE naughty boys!”
Just cuz I’m currently behaving myself, don’t expect that trend to last. In fact, I’m surprised no one’s warned you about me yet.
Warning, pfah. I’ve seen you in Flirt Action™ before. That hasn’t scared me off.
…Should it? mischievous look
No, nothing to be afraid of here.
:slides closer to Nocturne:
You know, I can’t help but notice we seem to be the only two left here.
Don’t speak so fast, Frog Boy…
Yup, there’s those of us who appear to have been deserted. 
So, whatta y’all up to?
[sub]Wasn’t I supposed to ask him to tell me about himself? I thought guys like that in a girl… sniffle[/sub]
You don’t count. Flirting with you would be like flirting with my hooker-sister. It’d be both too easy and uncomfortable at the same time.