As Kyle led them through the crowd and towards the bar, Nori did her level best to think of anything but the three battered men back in the red room and by the time they made it across the dance floor she had successfully pushed it to the back of her mind.  "How about we get our drinks and we can grab one of those tables?  As for my 'new friends' I'm assuming they're among that writhing mass… So we might get the opportunity to meet them later, I haven't really properly met them myself to be honest."

“Sounds good,” Nori said in reply to the getting drinks part of that conversation, plopping down on one of the two available bar stools towards the end. “We’ll keep a look out for them, but if they don’t want to come out of there,” the blonde gestured toward the crowed dance floor with her chin, “…then we probably shouldn’t interrupt them,” she finished, giving Kyle a meaningful look that seemed to say,’ let’s-not-be-cockblocks’.

It was at this moment that Jennifer sauntered over, wearing her white uniform top that had the first four buttons undone, as per Mr. Bickford’s dress code. This made it hard for most people to look anywhere but her cleavage, and Nori was no exception. “Hey, doll,” Jennifer teased in a way that Nori knew she had been caught staring. 

“Hey,” Nori answered, looking up and meeting the other girl’s gaze with a bashful grin. Their eyes were both nearly an identical shade of amber, which was one of the reasons a lot of people mistook them as sisters and while Nori found this flattering, she also thought it was extremely awkward, considering what they sometimes got up to in the bedroom when they were both bored.

“Can I get you something?”

“The usual,” Nori ordered, to which Jennifer’s perfectly groomed eyebrows shot up as she looked meaningfully over towards the liquor closet before waggling her eyebrows suggestively at the DJ.  “You know that isn’t what I meant!” the blonde chided playfully, swatting at the other girl’s arm. “A whisky sour and whatever my friend here wants,” she corrected, laying a hand over Kyle’s on top of the bar.

“Your friend, huh?” Jennifer murmured, leaning over the bar to give them both a good view of down her shirt while looking Kyle over appreciatively. “I see what you like about him. What’ll it be, friend?” the bartender asked, giving him a wink.

After taking his order Jennifer went to go make the drinks, leaving the two alone again. “We go way back,” Nori said as a way of explanation, averting her eyes to the crowd of people withering on the dance floor. She focused on one couple that was seconds away from public indecency, when the ponytailed man from earlier caught her eye. “Hey, don’t you know him?”

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