[ Harley all but laid out the red carpet for Gary, all he had to do was pretend to be the guy he is at work. Which is so much easier with a mask that covers most of his face.
She was getting that ten bucks, pink skirt, didn't even wait that long before she was making her way to the bar. Gary hadn't even wiped the lipstick marks off his cheek yet by the time she arrived, slipping into Harley's show.
The arms were nice, his face a little chubby, but she could work with this. As long as she could get him somewhere quiet before his girl came back. The conversation starts off light, hitting a couple snags along the way. Such as her asking what he did for a living, and this putz answering honestly. Though, saying he's a henchman when he's a level 10 number 2 at this point, was kind of stupid. But he was stuck in his ways.
Pink skirt kept looking back like she was waiting on something, but she let him buy her a drink while he was officially working on his second. Her hand rested on one of those uncovered arms of his.
Things seemed to be going positive for a little while. Even if, it might have seemed suspicious that Harley was still missing. As he talked with her, he missed a few clues and hints that she was trying to send his way. Eventually she signed, muttering thanks for the drink, and walked off on him mid-sentence.
It was time for a third drink now that he was embarrassed again.]
Got a better idea, sorry for the edit!
She was getting that ten bucks, pink skirt, didn't even wait that long before she was making her way to the bar. Gary hadn't even wiped the lipstick marks off his cheek yet by the time she arrived, slipping into Harley's show.
The arms were nice, his face a little chubby, but she could work with this. As long as she could get him somewhere quiet before his girl came back. The conversation starts off light, hitting a couple snags along the way. Such as her asking what he did for a living, and this putz answering honestly. Though, saying he's a henchman when he's a level 10 number 2 at this point, was kind of stupid. But he was stuck in his ways.
Pink skirt kept looking back like she was waiting on something, but she let him buy her a drink while he was officially working on his second. Her hand rested on one of those uncovered arms of his.
Things seemed to be going positive for a little while. Even if, it might have seemed suspicious that Harley was still missing. As he talked with her, he missed a few clues and hints that she was trying to send his way. Eventually she signed, muttering thanks for the drink, and walked off on him mid-sentence.
It was time for a third drink now that he was embarrassed again.]