Date Posted:21:08:08 03/23/10 Tue Author:Page Subject: Especially in the French Quarter! In reply to:
Larn
's message, "Drinking is serious business." on 00:13:10 03/23/10 Tue
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>>This scene is set at Pat O'Brien's, a French Quarter
>>bar. For those of you who aren't familiar with it,
>>the patio area has a fountain that's set on fire every
>>evening. Quite a sight to see.
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>It really is.
I've taken a photo of it every time I go there, and every one of them turns out blurry. I think there's some kind of Cajun/Irish spell on it. *G*
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>>One is enough to put most people under the
>>table.
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>I had one and a half and hated myself for two
>days.
You have a better head than I, my friend. Just smelling one had me a bit intoxicated!
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>>Oh, and the character of Mike? Yeah. Ever heard the
>>saying, "Don't make me mad or I'll write you into my
>>next book and kill you off?" Mike's not his real
>>name, but he made me mad. *G*
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>Boy howdy, do I know those people.
Why, thank you! Thank you very much. *blushes*
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>>As if to contradict this assertion, Mike chose that
>>moment to return, sliding into his chair with a sigh.
>>“I’d forgotten what a bloody tourist attraction this
>>place is. I came here last year with Steven Tyler and
>>Joe Perry, and I think it’s only gotten worse.”
>>
>>“Clean up in aisle three,” Sherry muttered under her
>>breath.
>>
>>Mike favored her with a patronizing stare. “And
>>what’s that supposed to mean?”
>>
>>“You’ve been dropping so many names tonight I’m afraid
>>someone’s going to trip over them and hurt themselves,
>>that’s what.”
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>And besides, all his REAL friends call him
>Stevie.
Bwahahaha!
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>>As she watched Mike’s face twist into a
>>scowl, she had the passing thought that his slanted
>>eyebrows, sharp cheekbones and slightly manic eyes
>>made him look like a demented leprechaun. She
>>couldn’t resist the resultant smile. “Ooh, touched a
>>nerve, did I, Mikey?”
>>
>>Without deigning to reply, Mike turned to Geoff.
>>“Between all the fat, sweaty tourists and the bitchy
>>American girl, this place has lost all interest. What
>>about finding another place to drink?”
>>
>>“Be my guest.” Geoff shrugged. “You’re the one who
>>invited yourself along. I don’t mind if you split.”
>>
>>“Are you having me on?” The increased volume of
>>Mike’s voice caused several people on the patio to
>>turn their attention to Geoff’s table.
>>
>>“I am not.” Geoff glared at Mike. “What’s your
>>problem, mate? I’m here with the lady, not you.”
>>
>>The thought that Mike looked like a demented
>>leprechaun had made Sherry smile, but the fact that
>>Geoff looked like a tiger about to pounce made her
>>shake as adrenaline rushed through her bloodstream.
>>His eyes had become almost golden, and the dangerous,
>>flat glare he directed at Mike looked like something
>>out of an old Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom
>>episode.
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>I don't get that reference, but I see where you're
>going.
Thinking about Geoff's eyes lightening in anger and turning gold made me hear Marlin Perkins' voice: "The lion is crouched low, watching the unsuspecting antelope herd," along with a close up shot of the lion's unblinking stare. Dear God, am I that old??
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>>“Um, guys?” Hoping to diffuse the tension, she leaned
>>forward and waved a hand between the two men. “We
>>were getting enough attention before, but this is
>>getting ridiculous, know what I mean?”
>>
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>
>And the rest is great.
>
>So why does he put up with Mike if he's such an
>asshat?
Ego stroking. Mike thinks the sun shines out of Geoff's ass, and taking Geoff's pictures gives Mike that aura of being bigger, better and more successful than he really is. They feed off each other.
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>Lovely as always, hon. I do wonder why your boys are
>always on the brink of either collapsing into a
>quivering, sex-fueled humpfest or poised to rip out
>their friend's throats. BUT I CAN'T STOP READING
>ABOUT THEM! You have a definite, recognizable style,
>and me likey that. Whoo!
Thankee, ma'am. Geoff's not as lusty as Jay (darn it all), but he likes people to think he is! *G*
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