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That’s the fun part about it. Gotta make ‘em really want it before you totally cave and get your kicks in.
I’ll be around, y’know, thinking of awesome ways to be awesome.
Oh, I’m very good at making them want it - right now I have my sights set on torturing just one specific individual, not that I’m keeping myself restrained from other possibilities in the meantime.
I’ll check out Google Maps or some shit. Point to a random place on the screen, and that’ll be our badass getaway. Just gotta talk to Brody, see if I can get a few days off. He should be cool with it. Maybe.
Just say the word and I can wave my magic wand to let you off the hook; he kind of owes me anyways, and I don’t think anyone wants me wandering around California on my own for more than a few hours.
I am. It’s where I belong though. I like cheering you ladies on from a safe distance.
I’m just ready to sell to all those lame surfers. It’s so easy to find customers during the summer.
Well I can’t speak for the rest of them but I know that I, for one, appreciate having you out there keeping an eye out on things.
It’s not like we have a real winter here; we just get more tourists around the summer. People trapped without gas trying to head to Mexico, sure, but still more people.
It’s your job to tease. I like being known as the kind of guy who always follows through.
Fuck yes. I am really going to tell him the fuck off. I’m tired of his shit. He said what? Does he know how much you do for the club? Guys comes there just for you. You’re the only one who is even a little considerate of the other staff. What a dick bag.
Girls appreciate a man who follows through. Guys do too, but my time at the Oyster has taught me the art of the tease; sometimes it’s just more fun to make them think they stand a chance when they don’t.
It was a nightmare, and I came very close to telling him just exactly where he can stick his opinion, though I kept quiet. The only other strip club in the area doesn’t get nearly as much foot traffic and I’d be taking a huge cut in pay over there - and I ignored him, managed to rake in close to $1000 that night since I bogarted almost every customer for myself. It was too bad you weren’t there that night - you could have had yourself a nice slice of that.
You’re an angel, and not just the Victoria’s Secret kind.
You just want to see me in my Victoria's Secret.
Regardless, I think we made some good efforts last night. Still no band name, but your new song isn’t too bad. Maybe by February we can come up with, like, an original set list.
‘Ms. Wilde’? I’m not driving any sort of Magic School Bus. You may know how to surf, but you don’t know how to surf like I do. That’s okay, I’ll dedicate my first ride to you.
I think I just need to start my own escape. I never intended on coming home for good when I left UCLA.
I don’t really need to surf like you; like I said, I’m a beach bum. Surfing’s great exercise and all but between dance classes, a daily run plus the Oyster, I don’t really need more of a work out. I’d rather spend my afternoon lazing and baking.
Nobody has ever called me a tease before. Not sure if I like it.
Valentine’s Day is probably the best day to work. I don’t have any concrete plans to leave anytime soon. I’ll probably tell you before I even flip off the boss and tell him to fuck off.
I hear it on a semi-regular basis. It’s a compliment, believe me.
Planning on going out in a ball of flames, huh? A man of style. He really does need to back off, though; did you know he told me to ‘let the other girls have a chance’ a couple weeks ago? As if stripping isn’t about selling yourself. I need to pay my bills - it’s not my fault the other girls aren’t as comfortable propositioning the VIP room without a line of coke beforehand.
Hey! This place isn’t so bad. Like you said, there are tons of opportunities around here and I have my closest fellow travellers with me – what’s there to be upset about? Praise for that much, though! I’ve been craving a wave or two for what seems like forever. Are you going to be one of those people?
I suppose. I’m just feeling a little restless these days; craving something bigger, something more.
I don’t need lessons, Ms. Wilde, I’m born and bred - I already know how to surf. I just prefer to lay on the beach and tan instead.
Bet you got a bunch of dudes dying for a night alone.
Abandoned? Now you got me feeling awfully guilty. Maybe I’m the one who owes you an apology in whatever form or fashion you call for it in.
Of course I do. But I’m picky - only a select few manage to make the cut. And sometimes I even dangle the ones I want to bring home for a little extra fun.
That’s what I like to hear. Don’t worry, I fully believe that you’ll be able to make it up to me at some point.
Hey, you’re in the room too. You could do something.
Don’t be rude. I worked hard on this.
Yeah, Saturday would be good. It’ll give me an excuse to ditch Pepper at Flipside.
Why would I when I can instead watch you drool from afar?
As if you need an excuse to ditch Suzy; she’s going to get offended one of these days. Probably slash your tires or play terrible 80s songs outside your bedroom window.