Arty then pulled out a hand rag from his back pocket and held it out to Ryva. [color=00a651][b]"Sorry bout that Ryva. That was me mate Jake, lad 'as 'is 'eart in the right place. Just bit 'ot 'eaded is all, I don't think the drinks helped either."[/b][/color] Arty said as he rubbed the back of his neck. [color=00a651][b]"Ay I agree with yo' there lass. I get off in a 'our, I'll see yo' then and yo' better 'ave the strong stuff ready lass. I want to black out this night."[/b][/color] He said with a chuckle.

Ryva sighed as she took the rag from Arty and watched the two girls go. [color=6ecff6]"Aye, you bet I'll bring it. Between you and me, Arty,"[/color] she turned to him, all of her previous energy gone. [color=6ecff6]"I don't think I can handle dancing [i]and[/i] singing in th' same night." [/color]She swiped at her shirt halfheartedly. [color=6ecff6]"To tell you th' truth-I love my fans, and I love this place but I think me an' Moose need a break."[/color] She zipped up her jacket and shrugged out of her shirt underneath it, tossing it in the trash can that was nearby. [color=6ecff6]"See ye when we get a drink, mate.[/color]" She laid her hand on his shoulder for a moment, gave him a thin smile, and headed for the Tiny Snowflake.

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Ryva popped her head in and looked at the blond waitress in a kimono. [color=6ecff6]"Excuse me, Miss, but are pets allowed inside? My pup is very well behaved, I swear."[/color] If Moose couldn't come in, she'd just go get some fires and some burgers. Forget sitting down-she'd been on her feet all day.