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Post by Cell on Feb 2, 2015 3:23:37 GMT -6
Tipping his metaphorical hat, Cell matches her smile ear to ear.
"Its a date cowgirl."
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 2, 2015 3:26:22 GMT -6
That made her smile even more, but the voices of girls in the distance could finally be heard as the jets stopped.
"I think we should probably head back.. they may start sending search parties for us."
She was mostly joking as she walked past Cell to get out of the hot tub. Grabbing a towel she dried off her feet, keeping her back to him so he could get out and change back.
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Post by Cell on Feb 2, 2015 14:05:31 GMT -6
Anyone else he would have longer a glance at her, maybe he did. She was definitely different to him than when they first entered. No, instead he got out of the hot tub. Facing the opposite side of the cabana, Cell removed his trunks and opened the trunk to get his own clothes. Finishing putting them on, he turns back to Tiffany.
"Thank you."
He said without a smile.
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 2, 2015 14:08:58 GMT -6
"No problem Cowboy." She pulled the curtain back and opened the door, letting the small amount of steam out with it.
"So... let's say Friday... for lunch?"
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Post by Cell on Feb 2, 2015 14:10:34 GMT -6
"Sound's perfect."
Cell replies walking out of the cabana. Holding his arm out again, he smiles at her. The same smile that got them over here in the first place.
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 2, 2015 14:23:25 GMT -6
She took his arm, actually letting him lead the way back this time. Her smile didn't fade at all as they walked back.
First thing she noticed as Bathory... Their eyes locked as Bathory just smiled before turning back to the model who had managed to break off an accessory already.
Steven... that was one that got a blank stare, sure he was a queen but it was still his sister... and he knew Cell was pentecostal. He didn't show her one emotion over another.
And Damien... yea that was the one that got everyone's attention. "Tiffany! We thought you got lost!" Obviously they didn't think that... you could tell by that giant grin on his face he knew exactly where they were, the whole time.
"Just showing.. Cell around." She decided to not call him Cowboy in front of everyone.
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Post by Cell on Feb 2, 2015 14:26:00 GMT -6
"...And I'm grateful for the opportunity darling."
Cell said, partly to Damien partly to Tiffany as they stopped walking once back in the crowd. Cell tips his now real hat, to her before releasing her arm.
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 2, 2015 14:37:54 GMT -6
Of course a couple of the others girls where watching, one even rolled her eyes and turned back to her small group she was talking to.
Tiffany didn't say anything to it as she slipped her arm away, heading towards a small table. She grabbed what was probably her purse and a pen.
Jotting down her personal number on one of her cards she handed it to Cell. "Friday."
"Tiffany you're up! Outfit change." The photographer called out, he was standing next to Steven who still didn't have an expression on his face.
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Post by Cell on Feb 2, 2015 14:41:35 GMT -6
Cell reaches out for the paper, taking it from her with a smile.
"Looks like I've over stayed, and your needed. Friday it is and..."
Cell looks over to the girl who rolled her eyes, then back to Tiffany.
"...remember what I said. You're never small."
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 2, 2015 14:49:16 GMT -6
A smile, a huge couldn't hide it for anything smile, was plastered on her face as she gave him another hug real quick.
"Thank you.. and don't worry Steven likes you."
And like that she was gone. Bathory was standing beside Cell in an instant, a grin from ear to ear.
"And you hesitated about coming.. I have to run to the store, wanna tag along?"
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Post by Cell on Feb 2, 2015 14:51:40 GMT -6
Cell looks at the crowd she disappeared into, not waivering before he responded to Bathory.
"Sure, sounds good."
He turned to Bathory as the words left his mouth.
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Post by Bathory on Feb 2, 2015 14:59:48 GMT -6
"Tiffany is a good girl, she's very... humble, also kind of solitary." She said as she started walking away from everyone. Taking her list and shoving it into her purse.
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Post by Cell on Feb 2, 2015 15:01:31 GMT -6
"Couple more things than that."
Cell said with a chuckle.
"So what's at the store? Models need comfort food?"
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Post by Bathory on Feb 2, 2015 15:09:14 GMT -6
"They crave chocolate, I need thread and some small things." It didn't take too long for Bathory to get to the entrance where a cab was already waiting for them.
"I see you're smitten Cell."
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Post by Cell on Feb 2, 2015 15:17:32 GMT -6
"It was very...unexpected. I...don't regret it though."
Cell said, smiling to himself as he looked down to the ground.
"Have you heard of sheriz?"
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