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Peter didnât have to think twice about which party he was spending his V-Day at, and the coupley lovey dovey junk sounded so boring that he was pretty sure even if he was seeing somebody he wouldnât have bothered going to that crappy excuse for a party. No, he was going to check out The Lady and the Tramp for a few minutes, and if it was trash boring like the rest of the sanctioned Valentineâs events he was gonna have to make his own thing happen. Walking inside, he wasnât immediately disappointed - the decor was inevitable. He found the champagne and tipped back a flute or two, eyes scanning the crowd before settling on someone who might be worth the time. âAlright,â he opened, a little too fast and a tad too loud. âLetâs do this speed dating style, whatâs the rundown?â
Lorelei was a bit bored at the party so far. The decorations seemed a bit cheesy and the music was alright but nothing had played so far that made her want to get out there and dance. She missed the strippers from the past events at least there had been some entertainment then. She hadnât really seen anyone that seemed worth talking, that wasnât busy flirting with someone else. She didnât want to force her way in there and come across as desperate, sheâd rather wait and let a man come to her. Thankfully that seemed to have just happened.  âWhatâs the rundown?â she repeated him giggling.  âOh come on, Petey, surely a little champagne doesnât make you forget a pretty face? You canât tell me you know that many gorgeous, jewelry heiresses. I thought I was special.â She let out a sigh and pretended to pout.












