Rachel's heels clicked against the ground. They walked together to the VIP section in a couple fashion. Terri's arm wrapped around her waist. Her eyes stopped watering as she strolled away from the previous table. She pondered about Terri's connections. He must have been at the height of the elite ladder if he could simply waltz into VIP sections with ease. What was his occupation again? She didn't get to ask that of him yet. She herself was a Marchioness of Hell; that placed her just below the rank of Duke. She hoped to elevate her status further, and she would do it the usual way: piggybacking off of another gentleman.
Dante followed the couple closely after readjusting himself. He was a regular at the restaurant, but he didn't have the same level of connections to this place that the vampire did. He marched towards the VIP section. One hand balled up into a fist. He was not about to get dissed by this pale jerk-off making the moves on one of his dates! His eyes flared red as he was suddenly stopped. What the hell was happening?! Rachel wanted nothing more than to laugh at the idiot's misfortune as he was locked out of the place. This was all too brilliant.
"Excuse me? You are not about to kick me out of this establishment! I am a regular here!"
He got into an intense argument with the staff worker blocking his entry. The succubus meanwhile focused on her current target. She smiled sweetly as if she was entirely oblivious to what was happening. When she heard Dante's words, she turned around and frowned a bit. Her shoulders gently shrugged.
"I'm sorry Dante."
"I should be getting an apology from the manager, not you Rach! What the hell is he touching you for anyway?!"
His hair literally flared up as the security came over to escort him out. He went along with the security while cursing in various ancient languages. Just before he got out of ear range, he heard someone refer to a person as "Prince Terri". One glance told him that the prince was none other than that smug vampire stealing his woman. His entire body trembled with fury as his horns were showing.
"HE'S A PRINCE?!"
"Bye Dante!"
"GO FUCK YOURSELF, YOUR ROYAL ASSNESS!"
He ripped himself out of the arms of the security and stomped towards the exit like a bratty child. The woman cringed at his shouting before accepting the dress. It felt wonderful to the touch. She nodded in appreciation to the guard and then gazed over at Terri.
"Just wait at our new table. I'll be right back! Thank you so much!"
She hurried off to change in the bathroom and also to freshen herself up while she was at it. She wanted to make sure her makeup was just right before smooching up on her new date. Her ploy worked even better than expected! She even got some entertainment out of it.
@"mariosaur"
Dante followed the couple closely after readjusting himself. He was a regular at the restaurant, but he didn't have the same level of connections to this place that the vampire did. He marched towards the VIP section. One hand balled up into a fist. He was not about to get dissed by this pale jerk-off making the moves on one of his dates! His eyes flared red as he was suddenly stopped. What the hell was happening?! Rachel wanted nothing more than to laugh at the idiot's misfortune as he was locked out of the place. This was all too brilliant.
"Excuse me? You are not about to kick me out of this establishment! I am a regular here!"
He got into an intense argument with the staff worker blocking his entry. The succubus meanwhile focused on her current target. She smiled sweetly as if she was entirely oblivious to what was happening. When she heard Dante's words, she turned around and frowned a bit. Her shoulders gently shrugged.
"I'm sorry Dante."
"I should be getting an apology from the manager, not you Rach! What the hell is he touching you for anyway?!"
His hair literally flared up as the security came over to escort him out. He went along with the security while cursing in various ancient languages. Just before he got out of ear range, he heard someone refer to a person as "Prince Terri". One glance told him that the prince was none other than that smug vampire stealing his woman. His entire body trembled with fury as his horns were showing.
"HE'S A PRINCE?!"
"Bye Dante!"
"GO FUCK YOURSELF, YOUR ROYAL ASSNESS!"
He ripped himself out of the arms of the security and stomped towards the exit like a bratty child. The woman cringed at his shouting before accepting the dress. It felt wonderful to the touch. She nodded in appreciation to the guard and then gazed over at Terri.
"Just wait at our new table. I'll be right back! Thank you so much!"
She hurried off to change in the bathroom and also to freshen herself up while she was at it. She wanted to make sure her makeup was just right before smooching up on her new date. Her ploy worked even better than expected! She even got some entertainment out of it.
@"mariosaur"