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Post by Poison Ivy on Apr 30, 2012 5:41:31 GMT -8
By all outward appearances, Poison Ivy was completely uninterested in the festivities of the evening. She remained incredibly aloof and never wanted to let on she was having too much fun; she mustn't let herself get too attached, after all. Time with Harley was always wonderful, but it was never long before one of the two of them was back at Arkham or Harley was back with the clown. It was always best to keep expectations low when it came to relationships. Ivy did her best to put her cynicism over the human race aside for one night and decided to let loose and have fun with her friend.
One of the things she liked best about Harley was that she was so full of life and so easily excited. Seeing her outside of the club, so happy she might just turn cartwheels, made Ivy smile. Girls' night out had begun.
When Harley pointed out the line to get into the party, all Ivy could do was smirk.
"Don't you worry about a thing, Harl. I've got this..."
Ivy took Harley by the hand, lead her to the front of the line, whispered a few words into the ear of the bouncer, and the Gotham City Sirens entered their playground.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Apr 30, 2012 5:51:26 GMT -8
Harley excitedly took hold of Ivy's hand. She had no idea that this club even existed, but she honestly didn't care. As long as she could have fun, relax, have a few drinks, and share a few good laughs with her best friend? Tonight was going to rule.
She squeaked and took hold of Ivy's hand and skipped beside her as they brushed through the line that was starting to form.
Apparently this club was the happening place to be. it seemed like everyone was dying to get in.
Walking up to the bouncer, she giggled and whispered into Ivy's ear. "You are *SO* good at that...! What did you tell him??!" She knew it was the power of Ivy's pheromones, but she still thought it would be fun to ask.
As the two walked into the club, she looked around. It seemed that the Gotham nightlife really seemed to party.
Bumping music, pool tables in the far corner, places to sit, a dance floor, a really big stage...
Harley's eyes were twinkling.
She grinned looking back to Ivy. "Shall i get us some drinks to kick the night off?" she smirked.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Apr 30, 2012 6:12:03 GMT -8
As they were walking into the club, Ivy played it cool, being modest about their quick entry.
"What, that? That was nothing. I just complimented his shoes."
She gave Harley a wink.
The place seemed to be filling up quickly and Ivy thought it best to find some seats. She would need a place to recover between dances, drinks, and games of pool, particularly with the stilettos she had on. She nodded to Harley to go ahead.
"Yeah, sure. Just grab me a bottle of wine, red. I'll get us some seats."
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Post by Harley Quinn on Apr 30, 2012 6:21:19 GMT -8
As they were walking into the club, Ivy played it cool, being modest about their quick entry. "What, that? That was nothing. I just complimented his shoes." She gave Harley a wink. The place seemed to be filling up quickly and Ivy thought it best to find some seats. She would need a place to recover between dances, drinks, and games of pool, particularly with the stilettos she had on. She nodded to Harley to go ahead. "Yeah, sure. Just grab me a bottle of wine, red. I'll get us some seats."
She nodded slowly. "Of course! He really did have on nice shoes.... If I were a dude, I'd totally wear them!" she giggled, making her way to the central floor.
Harley saluted her playfully. But stepped closer to Ivy so that should could be heard with everything else going on around them. "Can do. You go find us a place to sit down and I'll order us up some booze!"
She gave Ivy a wave before slinking her way off to the bar.
Sliding herself on one of the stools, she gave the bartender a smile. "Hiiii.... Caaan I get a glass of red wine... annnnd..." She thought about it. "A Jeagerbomb annnd a Long Island Iced Tea?"
The bartender gave her a quick nod and got to work on the current drink order.
Harley waved back to Ivy and pointed near the sage. Something in her gut told her that there was going to be some kind of show soon. And she wanted to make sure she was close enough to watch it. Maybe Ivy could manage to get them seats.
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