[twirling the lollipop lodged between her lips at its stem, Kitti nudged the hard candy to the pocket of her cheek with a push from her tongue`] Loco, Loco, Loco, Loco. I said it four times in honor of the drink..you know, four loko? Which also brings me to my next point. I see things, I hear things and I'm aware that every time you get heavily intoxicated, I should be present because I would love to witness you making a fool of yourself. [she mused`] Did I mention you can call me Kitti?
(`His eyes fixed themselves onto the white stick of the lollipop, watching the pads of her fingers spin around the circumference to twirl it with ease between a pair of, quite frankly, pretty lips. With ease, a smile cracked his lips as he flashed his teeth with amusement to her words, a hand raising to scratch dull fingernails against the flesh of his cheek slowly.) Yeah, yeah. I heard that before, and let me tell ya. (`He snorted to himself, his hand dropping and working its way into the front pocket of his jeans snugly.) I love me some four loko, tastes amazin' and works like a charm. But between you and me, I taste even better. (`Leaning back slightly, he shakes his head as he laughs dismissively to his own joke, his free hand waving in the air slowly.) Nah, nah. I'm just playin', don't think I'm a perv, ha. But yeah, true. I'm a hell of a time at parties, trust me on that one. I mean, lets be real though...even when I'm not drunk, I can be a blast. I promise. Kitti, huh? That's cute--makes you seem all fluffy.