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Her eyes shifted to the male who proceeded to give additional advise to what she had intended, the suggestion of hitting up the local convenience store if she really wanted to get the buzz she craved. “Well, is said woman into flattery from the same sex? — Or am I going to have to recruit you in the process?” The brunette questioned, now curious as to whether this was something she could pull off herself, or if it was the case of the male clearly having the ‘goods’ she required, if she took him up on his idea. “Crucial part of the plan if I intend to leave here. At least I know those two are straight.” Referring to the males in question who she was talking about only moments earlier; having them seem leave with numerous women over the times she had shown up to this place in particular.
Listening to what the woman asked, Don had to bar himself from beginning on a sexuality is a construct of society tangent. Instead, he shrugged, totally blase. “It never really came up when I spoke to her,” he answered. In his mind, he knew he did more than just speaking to her, but Don rarely divulged in the goings-on of his sex life. “You could try your hand at it,” he suggested. “But I could definitely come along if things go awry.” His gaze flitted over to the males this brunette was referring to and he couldn’t help the frown that etched itself onto his features. “Straightness must be so... limiting,” he commented, mostly to himself. He then turned toward the woman. “What brought you here anyway? If you wanted free drinks, you really wouldn’t come to a place selling cocktails at fifteen freaking dollars,” he explained. “No shade, though, because I totally came here doing the same thing.”
