"Have I had sex in public? Uh, yeah..." Vanessa says back as if it's the most obvious thing on Earth. "Oh, come on now. They sounds bad when you say it like that, but in retrospect, you have better sex with them than you do with the punks and goths and people like that. Hippies and yuppies are so sexually constrained that when you give them what they want so badly, they go crazy on you. It's beautiful and passionate and oh my god yes..."

Vanessa raises her eyebrows. "Electronica artist? How sexy and avant-garde. Anybody I would know?" She asks.

"Oh, come on, sweetie. Tell me who it is!" Vanessa says in a begging tone, leaning forward. She rubs the top of her foot again Mariko's calf sensually, grinning at her.

The grin grows across Vanessa's face when Mariko tells her who it is. "Vara Gallo... That's... really fucking hot..." She says back with a laugh. "What's she like in bed? Is she insane? She seems like she would be. And those big botox lips of her's. Sexy."


OOC: Okay, I'm sorry. But I found these two pictures of Chiaki Kuriyama and Jemima Kirke, and it cracked me up how polar opposites they are of each other. Like, Kuriyama's is mostly orange, and Kirke's is mostly blue. And Mariko looks so happy, while Vanessa looks like she's contemplating suicide. It just made me laugh, and it's late, and I'm sleep deprived. So here you go.

Vanessa lets out a small giggle, something too girly for her to do under any normal circumstances. "You've never been kissed like that before? Then I better step up my game a little..." She leans across the table, grabbing Mariko by her hair and pulling her towards her, kissing her deeply. She falls back into her chair, crossing her arms across her chest and smiling. "That wasn't my best, I'll admit. But you've gotten me a little too drunk for me to give you my absolute best."

Vanessa grins at Mariko and nods. Of course it was amazing. Vanessa strived for nothing less when going after her prey. "I have a room on the top floor," she tells Mariko, leaning forward again, her voice dropping to a much lower and more seductive tone. "Do you want to join me up there?"

Vanessa grabs her purse and pulls out the key to her room. "Here. You go upstairs and get ready. Room 1316. I'll get some drinks for us." She gives her another quick kiss and then slaps her ass she walks by on her way to the bar.

Eva of Cherry Street walks into the Dirty Bastard and glances around. Vanessa had been here last night and told her that it was pretty cool, so Eva wanted to check it out. Immediately, she felt out of place. No matter how hard she tried to seem like bars were her natural environment, almost anybody could look at her and see that she had really grown up around the country clubs and tennis courts. She had never been the drinking or partying type until a few months ago when she decided that she was tired of living off of her parent's money, and went at it on her own. She regretted it, of course, and occasionally missed her comfy life of maid services and brunches, but she was finally starting to get used to it.

She lights up and cigarette and walks over to the bar, smiling at the man behind it. "Hey, hon," she says, her Baltimore accent coming through - much thicker than the other girls in her band. "Bloody Mary? Thanks."


OOC: Open to anybody. :)

Eva turns around quickly. She immediately had the feeling like it was her parents behind her, tapping on her shoulder. No matter how old she got and how far away she got away from them, she was still afraid that they would find her doing something that they wouldn't approve of. "Here?" she asks, pointing to the chair next to her once she mentally deals with the fact that it wasn't her mother behind her. "No, nobody is sitting there. Go for it, hon."

Eva seems to be more interested in her drink than the girl next to her until the girl next to her speaks. "Oh! Yeah, right. I'm Eva, nice to meet you," she says back, taking Misu's hand for a second and then turning back to her drink, taking a long drag of her cigarette.