Thread 1: Skylark Casino Celebration

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Cards, roulette, slots, live jazz, champagne, and wandering performers!

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[wolfs_daughter]

It hadn't been a joke, but Echo sort of snort-laughed in response. Hairless. If Maddy only knew.

"I'm going to rent some work space to make things if my grant interview goes well," she said. The date was looming ever closer. Maybe she should bring a good luck charm. That might be what the key around the other brunette's neck was.

She suddenly looked around, taking note of her surroundings as her head swiveled to the left and then to the right. "I'm not, um, interrupting your night, am I?" She'd only said it because it was a really swanky dress, the kind someone might save for date night. If there was a man hovering somewhere around, he might be getting impatient.

"Not that it isn't nice to have a drink with a pretty girl, but, uh..." Crap. Echo gripped the beer bottle more tightly, made herself say the rest of it. "I wouldn't want you to think I was hitting on you. Not that I wouldn't. Hit on you. If I knew how." Her ears were burning. She took a swig of beer to give herself a reprieve from the eye contact.

"Um. I usually don't say that part out loud."

[maddy_ricks]

Maddy looked up. “Ohhhh, you’re… got it.” She gave a thumbs up. “Me too, occasionally,” she admitted. “The fluid nature of my sex urges became apparent the minute I saw Cherie Currie in her underwear.” She made another attempt at the spicy Bloody Mary, the Worcestershire sauce of which overpowered the miniscule amount of vodka they’d poured in the glass. “I have an equally powerful attraction to Michael J. Fox as a teenage Republican.”

[wolfs_daughter]

When Maddy didn't laugh or act shocked, Echo's shoulders slumped with relief. She didn't know what she'd expected, if she'd expected anything, but nonchalant acceptance hadn't been at the top of the list. The next hit of Guinness went down easier.

"So what do you do if you don't go to school?" she asked in a more casual tone. "I'm not working right now, but jobs are kind of thin on the ground in Searchlight, which is where I'm living right now. What goes on for you during the day?"

[maddy_ricks]

“During the day, I serve coffee and underwhelming slices of pie,” she said. “At night, I play bass in a band, which is not what I’d call lucrative. Once you split the cash and pay for new equipment, there’s not much left. Sometimes we get paid in beer. But,” she shrugged. “I always string it together, somehow. By the way, lest I overstate things, allow me to make it patently clear. I’m no virtuoso on the bass. I asked to play the tambourine and the guys said, what do you think this is, Fleetwood Mac? But they wanted a girl to offset the testosterone.”