[center][b][i][color=HotPink][h1]Chandi[/h1][/color][/i][/b][/center]
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Rising from the sofa where she had been petting Shadow and Grim; who both looked put out as cats do when they know their owners are going out to do hooman things. Alese came back out of the shower then poured a shot and Chandi grinned at the thought that Alese was going to [i]not[/i] get drunk.[color=HotPink] “So adorable that you want to commit to that. I believe you believe that. Right now in this moment.”[/color] Chandi poured herself a shot of gin and threw it back.[color=HotPink] “I hear that every time we go out. Then I hear groaning from my guest room and bargaining with a higher power and the…”[/color] She looked thoughtful.[color=HotPink] “Is it the [i]I’m never drinking again…[/i] yes that is the line that falls from your lips every time.”[/color]

Not letting Alese really protest she took the older woman by the arm and walked her out the door. Chandi stepped into the elevator with Alese in tow.[color=HotPink] “Sheila engage the lock for apartment Chandi. My voice is my password. Secondary voice password for Alese that you have on file. If anyone else attempts entry contact authorities please.”[/color] She smirked at Alese.[color=HotPink] “Yes I am evil because you have to sing that phrase you hate. ‘Alese, Alese, the queen of the streets. She can enter the room, if she sings a sweet tune’.”[/color] Chandi’s sing-song was more on tune than Alese would have been.

As the floors shot by Chandi was smugly silent till they got to the eighth floor. Chandi tapped her wristwatch.[color=HotPink] “Jeremy inform the good ol’ boys of my plans for the evening.”[/color] Looking over at Alese she smiled.[color=HotPink] “Ready or not here we go bestie.”[/color]

Chandi’s attitude switched up the moment that the door opened to Vivian’s. A smug smile graced her lips. Her head up and back shoulders squared and the step said [i][b]Who runs the world? You’re looking at her.[/b][/i][color=HotPink] “Milo. Excellent. Gin and tonic double with a real cherry and real lime wedge. Get that for me, pet. Oh and get us two shots of Lust, Pride and…”[/color] She tapped her scarlet lips.[color=HotPink] “oh yes Wrath from the S7s. The shots you can bring at 30 minute intervals.”[/color] She ticked off her fingers counting off what she wanted. Milo could handle it. He always did. Dependable Milo was. He had to be to keep his job.[color=HotPink] “Meanwhile Alese needs a Windy Sail with an orange, pineapple wedge and a mango curl. Curl at the bottom…”[/color] Milo looked like he was going to perspire on the way to the bar.

[color=HotPink]“Is Vixie here? Yes? Good. Tell her that the head bitch and her crony want their usual.”[/color] Milo looked like he was going to ask more questions. Chandi held up a finger to his lips.[color=HotPink] “Yes, pet, the real kind. Nothing that those crazies say tastes like the real thing. Oh and what are you out of the dress code? Put your tie and suspenders on. Ancient Roman skeeves me out. That Vico bitch thinks she is in charge. There is only one HBIC and that is me. Even Viv doesn’t play me. Go on pet. Kiss.”[/color] She presented her cheek and he kissed her on the cheek. Then he turned and she gave him a kiss on the cheek then made a gentle shooing motion to Milo as she kept Alese as an extension of herself and walked over to their booth passing the other heirs who were slumming it with the plebs.

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