“Ahhh, you’re right. Maybe it’s a little too soon to be so open about my shitty tv tastes. Forgive me, beautiful, you’ve seem to have clouded my judgement. Or maybe it’s the booze.” Iris laughed, both at herself and Dalis’s following comments. “I’m a wee bit of a lightweight. Always have been, always will be it seems.”
“Maybe I have, maybe I haven’t.” She polished off her drink with a soft groan. “Okay, I’m good on the alcohol front-don’t buy me anything okay?” Iris laughed again, drumming her nails along the rim of her now empty glass. “I haven’t had the likes of Jennifer Lopez or Usher or anything super crazy. I like to focus my attention on helping the lesser known get out there. Although I will name drop that I wrote a song with Kesha once, and she’s fantastic.”
Iris listened to Dalis intently, her eyebrows slightly raised. “A life coach? Don’t think I’ve ever met someone in your field before. What’s it like, I’m genuinely curious.” She smiled sweetly, propping her chin in her palm. She could tell that Dalis wasn’t super proud of her job choice, but Iris didn’t judge.
“Maybe a little bit too soon but I’m glad you did because now I have something to tease you mercifully with!” Dalis said grinning at Iris. At the other woman’s compliments thrown in her direction, Dalis laughed softly, “you call everyone beautiful or just the ones you want to bring home after a night out?” She inquired raising her eyebrows at her. She then arched it even higher, “well in that case I’ll make sure you don’t drink too much. Wouldn’t want something to happen to someone so pretty.” Dalis could flirt with the best of them and she was going to show that to Iris. Especially when the other woman was flirting so blatantly with her.
“Lesser knowns music is what I tend to listen to anyway, so that’s pretty cool. I find that the really popular stuff is overrated, don’t you?” Dalis asked taking another sip of her drink and nodded, “okay. No more alcohol for you for ab it, got it.” She said laughing once again. “Yeah, a life coach,” Dalis continued and shrugged her shoulders, her strap from her dress falling down slightly, which Dalis failed to notice.
“Oh, not much to tell. People pay me to sort out their shit which they’ve fucked up over the years. Mostly I deal with spoiled rich people.” She added knocking back the rest of her drink. “But I’d rather talk about you, and your interests, really.” She said. “Or we don’t have to talk we can find somewhere else to go... I can already tell this evening is going to end up that way. At least, I hope it’s going to.” Dalis said her heart rate becoming quicker as she brushed her ankle against the other woman’s leg deliberately.
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