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[awesome_lilly]

Lilly's in the nightclub, which is technically open but it's far too early for any patrons to wander in. She's got the place to herself and is taking full advantage of it.

There's a tall drink slowly shifting from blue to purple sitting on top of abandoned paperwork on a low table. Lilly herself is sprawled on the couch beside it, carefully painting her toenails a bright coral.

It's hard out here for a pimp/nightclub owner.

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[hopeitsworthit]

"Yeah," Dean says, smirking.

"Secretly I'm pretty much a pussy."

Uh. Not.

[awesome_lilly]

"Secretly?"

[hopeitsworthit]

Dean just gives her a Look.

"You're gonna want to cut that out right now."

[awesome_lilly]

"Yes, of course I am. Because it is absolutely no fun and I am utterly terrified of you."

Clearly.

[hopeitsworthit]

"Couldn't prove it by me."

He takes another swallow of alcohol.

[awesome_lilly]

He gets an eyeroll in response.

"Yeah, but what could I prove by you? You still think beer is the tastiest alcoholic beverage around. Your judgment sucks."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Nah, it's just the cheapest shit that'll get you drunk."

This is kind of a lie.

Some beer is kickass.

[awesome_lilly]

"You have clearly never been to Tijuana. Tequila is cheaper than water there."

She smirks.

"And if you've got a great rack, it's free."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Don't get much call to cross borders."

He shrugs, still smirking.

"But I'll give you the great rack."

He takes a moment to check hers out.



Make that two moments.

Hey, she's the one that mentioned it!

[awesome_lilly]

It's true. She brought this upon herself.

"Thanks, but I firmly believe these breasts were a gift from God himself. Assuming my world has one, of course."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Hey, your tits are kinda like exhibit A."

Or maybe exhibit C.

Depending.

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly looks down thoughtfully.

"Yeah, I can see that."

They are indeed divinely awesome.

[hopeitsworthit]

"You and me both, sweetheart."

Now, if only she weren't dead . . .