(BTW, does mouth-to-mouth resuscitation cost extra? I sure hope not. I’m out of shiny silver dollars.)
Say…can I throw out a couple’a bucks?
Juni, you’re covered for a while. Let’s make these count!
I would have been back sooner but I had to find an oxygen tank. 
Verrain lays out a five and gives himself a spritz of Binaca. Round two if you please, milady.
Heavens! If we keep going at this rate, we can have the economy booming again in no time.
So just remember: every time you don’t kiss me, the terrorists have won.
::mwah!::
Well I can see I’m not needed here… I’m going home. 
Aww…Dammit!!! ShibbOleth, this is all your fault. You wouldn’t have sex with me, that’s why the Bucs lost! I was busy watching Brad Johnson fumble a spike.
Back to business…
It looks like Verrain might single-handedly fund the rest of the booth.
:::wraps her arms around Verrain’s neck and pulls him close. Looks him deep in the eyes, gives him her “I’m being bad” look and smiles, then kisses him passionately:::
I hope that’s worth the money. Hell, I think you should stick around behind the booth to keep me in practice.
Attrayant…come back here…
Even if you’re not working, you can still be a customer 
Okay, okay, I’ll have sex* with you. Anything to help the Bucs win on the road. I wonder what prison food tastes like?
[SUB]*The way the Bucs season is going, we may have to spend a week at it and invent some new positions.[/sub]
Ah, lighten up Shibb. Even if it is your fault that the Bucs lost.
A whole week? You’ll have to lay down more than a dollar for that.
I maintain that the Bucs lost because of that smarmy next door neighbor kid.
I have a whole bunch of left over Halloween candy (lollipops, 3 Musketeers, Snickers, Smarties, Skittles, Baby Ruths). Would that cover it?
Smarmy is such a wonderful word. It amazes me that more people don’t use it. Alright, we’ll blame it on the smarmy kid. Works for me. I still think it was because you wouldn’t sleep with me though.
Yes, we can have some fun with those. We could probably work something out.
Kissing booth, eh? Bucs, eh? Well, don’t let it be said that I’m not one to help out a friend in need.
slams a fiver down on the table in front of ladyfoxfyre
How much does THAT get me?
I wouldn’t call it settling for a kiss.
Now move aside, gentlemen…
How much to just watch?
Now, let’s not be vulgarians.
<goes off into the private booth>
Haha! Awesome. bouv, the game’s over hun, but hey, a fiver you say?
Pucker up baby.
:::walks up to bouv, steps up on her tippy toes (cause I’m assuming you’re tall for some reason), tilts her head back and gives him the ride of his life::::
And andygirl as well? Fun fun fun.
:::wraps her arms around andygirl, bends her backwards over one knee and goes after her, gently moving my tongue about around hers::::
How’s that guys? Shibb? You owe me at least $5 for that. Not that I didn’t enjoy it
(note: I’m only 6’ tall)
walks away, pauses as he sees andygirl walk over to booth, turns around just in time to see the two walk into the private booth
Ah nuts…
This is prostitution and I will have no part in it!
psst…what can i get for a 50?
And bouv, I’m only 5’4".
Jelly, this is a kissing booth. I don’t know what you’re suggesting, but I will have no part in it.
Fortunately, some of our other employees are not so prudish as I. Do you have any specific needs to be met?
I meant to add after that, “Pretty much everyone is tall compared to me.”