Dinner is goooood

[Lissachoa]

~* It didnt take Long for Choa to get dressed up, normaly she would just wear her normal cloths, however they were going in publice and might run into the agents so she resorts to another why of dressing up, a simple small green jacket made of what a army Jacket is made of but thin to match out her figure, fadded dark blue pants with no holes in them, keeping her boots on but wears that damn taunting black shirt, she was able to clean off the vanilla off of it from earlyer the other day, wearing thin, small wool gloves to his the marks on her hands and wore her normal glasses, suprisingly putting her hair up in a pony tail, allowing strayed strands of her blong streeks hang down on the side of her cheeks*~

[Gary Sullivan]

~ He had to admit, her small changes to her attire made her look like a completely different woman. Well done. As for Joseph, he was wearing a normal whitish collared shirt, buttoned down, a black pair of nice fitting jeans with black shoes. Tinkering with the silverware, he prodded at his food with his fork, looking out at the band playing. ~

[Lissachoa]

man, I havint had Salmon in a long while, normaly sardiens and oysters but anyone can by that at the gas station, makes me wonder why I ordered buttered shrip insted of prime ribs.

*takes a drink of my sparkeling cider before looking over at Joe*

Hey, Doc, you alright?

[Gary Sullivan]

Huh? Yeap. Doing great. *Smiles* I'm just watching the band play.

[Lissachoa]

oh, them, yeah, they're ok, you havint touched much of your food, not hungery?

[Gary Sullivan]

Not really, no.

[Lissachoa]

*shrugs*

then you shoudlint have ordered a bit meal.

*goes back to chowing down on my dinnre plate*

[Gary Sullivan]

~ Setting the fork down, he proceeded to watch the band play a slow soft ballad. She came on stage at last. Long flowing white dress, fair as snow, and the voice of an angel. The object of his affection. A girl whose name he's yet to know, but her voice already caught a crippling strong grasp on him. When she sang her slow song, his heart almost leapt out of place. She sat herself in front of the grand piano. Her slender, slim fingers stroked the ivory, and she began to sing. ~

Once my lover, now my friend.
What a cruel thing to pretend.
What a cunning way to condescend.
Once my lover, now my friend.

Oh, you creep up like the clouds.
And you set my soul to ease.
Then you let your love abound.
And you bring me to my knees.

[Lissachoa]

*looks up at the stages, talking quietly*

I would kill to have that kind of voice again.

[Gary Sullivan]

Oh, its evil,babe,the way you let your grace enrapture me.
When, well, you know, Id be insane -
To ever let that dirty game recapture me.

You made me a shadowboxer, baby.
I wanna be ready for what you do.
I been swinging all around me.
cause I don't know when youre gonna make your move.

Oh, your gaze is dangerous.
And you fill your space so sweet.
If I let you get too close,
You'll set your spell on me.

So, darlin, I just wanna say.
Just in case I dont come through.
I was on to every play.
I just wanted you.

But, oh, its so evil, my love,
The way youve no reverence to my concern.
So, Ill be sure to stay wary of you, love,
To save the pain of once my flame and twice my burn.

You made me a shadowboxer, baby.
I wanna be ready for what you do.
I been swinging all around me.
cause I dont know when youre gonna make your move.

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Yea..breathtaking..

[Lissachoa]

*looks over at him and smirks*

mmmmm, got your eyes on someone else Docter?

[Gary Sullivan]

....Maybe.

[Lissachoa]

that always means "yes"

*chuckels as I takes another sip of my drink*

so is that why you chose to come here?

[Gary Sullivan]

Other than the flamingo waitresses and great steak? *Looks around a bit*

Yea, in a way..
That doesn't make me creepy in any way, does it? :S

[Lissachoa]

not really, no...well, to me yeah, I've seen so many sides of you that I thought never excisted...