[The answer's obviously no, but both eyebrows lift in surprise. Oh...oh he's good. He narrows his eyes a tiny bit but not much to be threatening.]
I'm already here, so I guess I will. Am I right in assuming you're performing? [When the bartender returns he eyes one of the screaming orgasms, not entirely sure how to proceed from there. He's just grateful he didn't get himself carded, but he's pretty sure he has his fake ID on him anyway. He follows Elliot's lead though, picking up the glass.]
And I guess I'll never know. [He's not stupid. He knows what happens next, he's seen enough college movies. He lightly clinks his glass against Elliot's and throws back the shot--
--before practically choking on it. He coughs a little but he swallows it all down, doing his best not to cringe at the sharp sting of the vodka on his tongue. He'd done well keeping himself clean since starting at Juilliard...but he was feeling pretty miserable right now. He could enjoy a drink, right?] I don't think I'm being ditched though. That would imply I had any hope at all.
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Date: 2015-01-15 11:59 am (UTC)I'm already here, so I guess I will. Am I right in assuming you're performing? [When the bartender returns he eyes one of the screaming orgasms, not entirely sure how to proceed from there. He's just grateful he didn't get himself carded, but he's pretty sure he has his fake ID on him anyway. He follows Elliot's lead though, picking up the glass.]
And I guess I'll never know. [He's not stupid. He knows what happens next, he's seen enough college movies. He lightly clinks his glass against Elliot's and throws back the shot--
--before practically choking on it. He coughs a little but he swallows it all down, doing his best not to cringe at the sharp sting of the vodka on his tongue. He'd done well keeping himself clean since starting at Juilliard...but he was feeling pretty miserable right now. He could enjoy a drink, right?] I don't think I'm being ditched though. That would imply I had any hope at all.