Blonde Blazer: So are you drunk yet or what?'.
Robert looks at his drink before putting it down, having had enough.
Mecha Man: Eh, yeah, I should probably switch to water.
Blonde Blazer: Good, cause I was hoping after some drinks to loosen you up, I could learn more about you and uh... if all went well... present you with a proposition.
She hesitantly looked at Robert dead on. And the tone in which she said it wasn't flirtatious, but it didn't sound serious either. That left a lot open to misinterpretation.
Robert looks at her, meeting her gaze, a cheeky look in his eye.
Mecha Man (smirking a little): A proposition?
It was probably the alcohol, but Robert seemed to think Blazer was going to propose... umm... how to put it... do tier 15.
If you catch my drift... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Anyway,
Blonde Blazer: Yeah, I'm just trying to figure out if this is a fit or not. You know? Then it's just a moment of picking the right moment.
She leans forward, closing the gap between the two massively.
Which isn't helping Robert avoid misinterpreting what she's trying to tell him.
Mecha Man: Well, I have to say, Blazer, that does sound intriguing.
Robert remarks as he picks up one of the glasses the bartender brought and takes a huge gulp.
Blonde Blazer: That's actually--'
Blazer tries to warn him, but it's too late as Robert spits all of the liquid all over her.
Blonde Blazer: Not water ...
Mecha Man (tasting the drink in his mouth): Arg This is like pure alcohol.
Robert sputters as Blazer tries to wipe the spa drink off of her.
Blonde Blazer: It's not like alcohol, it is alcohol.
She corrects.
Blonde Blazer: I know because you spit it directly into my open mouth.
She awkwardly mentions, she points at the other drink that the bartender put down.
Blonde Blazer: That's water. That. See? How it has water in it?
Robert looks between the drink and Blazer questioningly.
Mecha Man: You drink hard liquor from a pint glass?'
Blonde Blazer: Actually, I usually just drink it straight from the bottle but... I thought that would be embarrassing.
She admits, looking down at the table sheepishly. They both meet each other's gaze before breaking out into a fit of laughter. Blazer stands up.
Blonde Blazer: I'm gonna go clean up.
Still finding it amusing, Robert holds his hands up apologetically.
Mecha Man: I'm so sorry.
He says, chuckling.
Blonde Blazer: No, it's fine, I will be right back.'
Blazer pats him on the shoulder before walking past him. Robert's gaze follows her as she walks away. He sighs, turning back around, facing the bar counter.
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