[ Oh good, she had been hoping he'd pay for them. Not that she couldn't do it herself, but having a man pay for shit instead of letting her do it is always a good sign. Just for badness, she's purposely handsy with him while he tries to get his wallet out; the fingers of her other hand find a belt loop to snag themselves into, and she briefly buries her face into his neck so she can brush her open mouth against the side of throat again, purring softly in the few seconds she's there.
If the bartender hadn't already figured out what they were up to earlier, well, he sure as shit did now.
Not bothering to stop her own laughter, Apollo keeps her hands at his waist as she all but drags him to, and ultimately out, the door, a devious smile on her face the entire time. ]
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If the bartender hadn't already figured out what they were up to earlier, well, he sure as shit did now.
Not bothering to stop her own laughter, Apollo keeps her hands at his waist as she all but drags him to, and ultimately out, the door, a devious smile on her face the entire time. ]