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“Oh, who is she?”
Tylor turned around, trying to follow Cale's gaze through the small crowd of people in the bar, making an effort to see what kind of woman might have caught her friend's eye.
She was unsuccessful, she didn't think any of the girls wouldn't be to the redhead's taste, so she simply asked “Which one?”
She watched as she took one last drink to empty her glass, eyes fixed on whoever she had found, “The tall sexy girl with long black hair.”
She didn't even give her time to answer, receiving a quick "don't wait for me" before hurrying off to meet the stranger.
And yep, she could see why Cale was in such a hurry to meet her.
She paid them no more attention, whether they got along or not that was her problem, she was going to continue with her very entertaining roleplay of hitting on the bartender with her boyfriend, thank you very much.
It was perhaps an hour or so later, in the middle of their discussion about what they would eat the next day, when the Henituse appeared back, all disheveled hair, smeared lipstick and disheveled clothes.
“You do have fun—”
“Yeah, yeah, shut up. I'm leaving with the hot girl, her name is Rok Soo by the way, I'll send you my address, if I didn't call you by noon you know what to do.”
And again, she simply left without letting her reply.
Maybe it was the annoying tone she used, or maybe her face was really funny, because she could hear Cage's laughter as she groaned “Alright Cale, thanks for letting me answer Cale, I love you too Cale.”
Anyway, she couldn't help but hang around until the next morning, when at freaking 6 a.m. she got a call from her very happy friend.