Joy steps into the bar, scanning the area. She notices Emma standing by the bar. Just who she was looking for. Joy walks over to Emma, her hands in her pockets. She feels some jolts of nerves as Emma turns to her with a smile, her dimples being shown off. Emma is really cute, Joy has thought this since her first day at the pitt. But they aren't in the pitt right now, they are at a bar, hanging with the staff. Joy wouldn't normally go to events like this, but when Emma asked her to tag along she couldn't say no.
"What were you thinking of getting?" Emma asks, her attention going back to the chalkboard menu hanging behind the bar.
"Not sure. I don’t go to bars super often." Joy shrugs.
"Well, I think I'm gonna get some sake." Emma says.
Joy hums, following Emma's eyes to the menu, "Maybe strawberry daiquiri?" Joy says.
"Ooh, yeah." Emma nods.
They order, Emma watches the bartender work while Joy's eyes are on Emma's profile. This would probably be the best environment to make a move, they aren't at work and in a casual environment. But what if something goes wrong? What if Joy messes up and Emma never wants to see her again? That would make working with her awkward, and Joy doesn't want to ruin anything.
Emma picks up her drink, and Joy takes the cue to get her own drink as well, then they head off to sit down.
"Where'd ya wanna sit?" Emma asks, looking at the intense pool game that some of the pittlings are playing.
"Uhm. Somewhere... quieter?" Joy says.
Emma nods, leading Joy over to a table in the corner. They sit down side by side, Emma crosses her legs as she takes a sip of her drink before setting it down. Joy sips her own drink as well, holding it in her hands.
"How is it?" Emma asks.
"Uh, tastes like alcohol." Joy chuckles.
Emma giggles, "D'you not like it?"
"It's fine." Joy shrugs.
"Wanna try some of mine?" Emma asks, picking up her glass again.
"Sure." Joy says.
Joy watches as Emma takes a sip, holding it in her mouth and in one swift motion, pressing her lips to Joy's. Joy is taken aback, but accepts, opening her mouth as Emma shotguns it in. Some drips down Joy's chin as she swallows, her face burning up. Emma licks the dripped sake off her chin, then pulls back, grinning and looking proud of herself.
"Wow." Joy says.
"Good?" Emma asks.
"I couldn't really taste it, could I have some more?" Joy asks with a smirk, although internally she cringes a bit.
Emma smirks back and simply presses her lips to Joy's, letting Joy have a proper kiss this time.
