Stall for time but don't give into his advances
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Those sleeping pills will kick in soon enough. | Those sleeping pills will kick in soon enough. | ||
| - | "I'm sorry Charlie, I really am a big fan... but I'm here to meet someone else" you politely say. "I really do just want to | + | "I'm sorry Charlie, I really am a big fan... but I'm here to meet someone else" you politely say as you follow him from the kitchen. "I really do just want to talk." |
| - | "I see..." he says | + | "I see..." he says. "Well, come sit and have a chat then." You move and sit in a white leather couch a few feet from him, settling down into the expensive leather and crossing one long leg over the other elegantly. He is still having a hard time not staring at your legs and chest, but he tries to hold eye contact as he talks. "So if you don't mind me asking, who are you here to see?". |
"Well, it's not really my style to go kissing and telling" you reply as you finish the glass of champagne. "But let's just say he's important." | "Well, it's not really my style to go kissing and telling" you reply as you finish the glass of champagne. "But let's just say he's important." | ||
| - | Charlie is staring at your long legs | + | Charlie is staring at your long legs, so you nonchalantly uncross and recross them in the opposite direction, basic instinct style before replying. He licks his lips and replies "I'm friends with or at least know everyone from Hollywood that is staying in the hotel tonight" he says. "Perhaps I could call your friend and let them know you are here and that we've gotten you past the rabble outside" he suggests. |
| - | + | Is he testing your story? As you consider the implications of his request, he stands and approaches you, taking the empty champagne glass and heading behind you back into the kitchen. "I'll grab you a refill of this excellent champagne... and who shall I call when I come back down?" he asks over his shoulder as he starts to pour the glass. | |
| - | "Oh no, please stay" he says as he hands you your champagne glass again. "I don't mean to pry, I am just curious which of my acquaintances has captivated the attention of such a beauty. | + | "If you don't mind, I'll just wait and meet them downstairs when it's time" you say. "I wouldn't mind chatting about your career or job tips for a bit, but if you want me to go I can." |
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| + | "Oh no, please stay" he says as he hands you your champagne glass again. "I don't mean to pry, I am just curious which of my acquaintances has captivated the attention of such a beauty. And what have they promised you I wonder?" | ||
This is getting a bit personal and while you can bullshit all day, you definitely don't want him figuring out that anything is amiss here. You aren't sure if you should drink or chat with him anymore, knock him out, or perhaps distract him with your womanly charms after all. | This is getting a bit personal and while you can bullshit all day, you definitely don't want him figuring out that anything is amiss here. You aren't sure if you should drink or chat with him anymore, knock him out, or perhaps distract him with your womanly charms after all. | ||
Revision as of 02:53, 14 January 2020
Those sleeping pills will kick in soon enough. "I'm sorry Charlie, I really am a big fan... but I'm here to meet someone else" you politely say as you follow him from the kitchen. "I really do just want to talk."
"I see..." he says. "Well, come sit and have a chat then." You move and sit in a white leather couch a few feet from him, settling down into the expensive leather and crossing one long leg over the other elegantly. He is still having a hard time not staring at your legs and chest, but he tries to hold eye contact as he talks. "So if you don't mind me asking, who are you here to see?".
"Well, it's not really my style to go kissing and telling" you reply as you finish the glass of champagne. "But let's just say he's important."
Charlie is staring at your long legs, so you nonchalantly uncross and recross them in the opposite direction, basic instinct style before replying. He licks his lips and replies "I'm friends with or at least know everyone from Hollywood that is staying in the hotel tonight" he says. "Perhaps I could call your friend and let them know you are here and that we've gotten you past the rabble outside" he suggests.
Is he testing your story? As you consider the implications of his request, he stands and approaches you, taking the empty champagne glass and heading behind you back into the kitchen. "I'll grab you a refill of this excellent champagne... and who shall I call when I come back down?" he asks over his shoulder as he starts to pour the glass.
"If you don't mind, I'll just wait and meet them downstairs when it's time" you say. "I wouldn't mind chatting about your career or job tips for a bit, but if you want me to go I can."
"Oh no, please stay" he says as he hands you your champagne glass again. "I don't mean to pry, I am just curious which of my acquaintances has captivated the attention of such a beauty. And what have they promised you I wonder?"
This is getting a bit personal and while you can bullshit all day, you definitely don't want him figuring out that anything is amiss here. You aren't sure if you should drink or chat with him anymore, knock him out, or perhaps distract him with your womanly charms after all.
What do you do?
