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"Okay, I'm ready," says Cate. "I'm going into battle."

She stands up and walks over to the guy's table. You can't hear what is said, but your sister's face speaks volumes. The look on her face makes you want to go over there and punch the guy so hard he goes back in time. It's an irrational thought because the isn't obliged to give into Cate's flirting; if she isn't his type, she isn't his type. But, still; it hurts you to see your sister like that.

You quickly pay the bill, adding a nice tip, and walk over to the guy's table. Closing in, you can hear the condescending inflexion with which the guy turns your sister down. The blonde watches the scene, gloating like she was the queen of Sneeronia. She mimes a small bust to her friend who doesn't look that amused; she probably had her share of being made fun of herself. 

That's it. Originally, you only intended to get Cate and leave, but now it's payback. "Hey, darling," you say loudly, "if the wuss isn't up for a threesome, his bad. Come on, we're leaving."

"I- whaaat?" the dark haired hunk stutters. His jaw drops so far it looks like it'll hit the table.

Cate has always been one to catch up in a flash. Without hesitation, she says: "Too bad, Fred. You had your chance, but you blew it."

"No, wait," the hunk says, but you turn away and head for the door.

"Bye bye," Cate says syrupy, following you.

"Du-hude," you hear the other guy laughing behind you. At the door, Cate grabs your arm and spins you around so she can see the guys over your shoulder. Before you can react, she puts a hand on your neck and pulls you closer. She doesn't need to tell you to play along; you aren't going to blow the act by protesting. Cate presses her lips onto yours and wildly kisses you. Surprised, you feel her tongue looking for entry. You didn't think Cate would go that far to cut the boys down to their size, but what the hell; the more convincing the act looks, the more annoyed the hunk will stay behind.

You open your lips and let Cate's tongue inside. Not long after, your tongue draws her back. Cate tilts her head to make you follow suit so that the guys have a better angle. When you break up, Cate's panting, as do you. Cate waves with her fingers, turns around and leaves. You follow her, slapping her butt once.

Around the corner, where you cannot be seen from the inside, Cate falls around your neck and starts laughing. "Have you ''seen'' the look on his face?" she screams. "Have you seen his face? Oh, thank you, Jules, that was awesome."

"Anytime, Cate."

"No, really - thank you. It was so embarrassing, standing there. I wished the floor opened up and swallowed me, and then you came and saved the day. Saved me. - You're a good kisser," she suddenly says.

That's Cate. She doesn't apologize for that, or even explains her impulse (not like the latter was necessary in this case, but still). "Let's just not make a habit of this," you say. That's you. Better not reflect on why you didn't slow her down a bit.

"Sure. Are you in the mood to go someplace else?"

"Sorry, Cate, but I had enough excitement for tonight. I'm heading back."

"Okay, let's go back."

*[[Downfall/Prepare for the night SHP R6 D3 F2 T2 A4 0-0-0-0|Prepare for the night]]


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<td bgcolor="#BCC7C7" valign="top"> Surroundings
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