Just Dance 1 (LE, Bu Pukaa Chik Youngee Club)

[Javagus Khan]

"Hmm, let's see..." He makes a show of seeming to think hard, which of course necessitated getting a good view of the lap-seated girl from a few different angles. "I'm thinkin' you got into some sort of argument with one of your parents, probably your dad, and ran off as far as you could. Cut to strippin' in Nar Shadda cause you know it'd just piss them off somethin' fierce."

[Arsele Girard]

The naked woman's eyebrows went up, "That... is surprisingly close, on multiple fronts."

[Javagus Khan]

Javagus flashes her a grin. "I've got a knack."

He takes a slow sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving her own. "What do you say, close enough for your number?"

[Arsele Girard]

"Weeeell..." she sets her glass down on the arm of the settee before reaching up to p her chin, "I... suppose so. I don't think you would be able to get he details, unless you were some sort of Jedi master mind reader."

[Javagus Khan]

He chuckles at that. "If I were," he points out, "I wouldn't need to ask for 'em."

[Arsele Girard]

"I can never tell. Still, to answer your question; I suppose you've earned it at that. Pardon that I don't have anything to write it out on, at the moment."

[Javagus Khan]

"Datapad in my robe there, right by my heart. I'd get it myself, but there's a snowflake in my lap, and there's no way I'm standin' up and kickin' her out of her seat."

[Arsele Girard]

Arsele nods an reaches into the man's robes, letting him unlock it before putting in her public holonet number and name.

"This has been an unusual but pleasant surprise," she says as she puts his pad back.

[Javagus Khan]

"It's been pleasant all around, I'm thinkin'." His eyes wander a bit as she leans forward to slide his datapad back. "You're a snowflake in the desert, love."

[Arsele Girard]

"Hope I last longer than that," she says with a smirk, shifting a bit and leaning back against the arm rest after picking back up her glass. She takes a sip, some of the condensation from the glass dripping on her chest.

Arsele briefly looks up as her Pantoran replacement starts dancing before looking back at Javagus, "Not taking your eyes off me with a new show starting?"

[Javagus Khan]

Javagus casts a brief glance up at the stage, then shrugs and looks back to Arsele. "She's a pretty little bird, but not quite up to your level, love." He carefully sets his glass down on her knee, balancing it there as he wipes the water droplet from her chest. "Nice shade of blue, though."

[Arsele Girard]

Arsele pays more attention to the glass being set on her knee than the man's fingers, "Is that so? Am I simply to your tastes then? Or perhaps your drink balancing needs?"

[Javagus Khan]

"You do make a mighty fine coaster." He carefully retrieves his drink and finishes it off. "But yeah, I'm likin' your style. Got a sort of mischief about you."

[Arsele Girard]

As she watches the man finish his drink, she gently takes the glass, setting it on the floor before snuggling in a little closer, "I suppose that's one way to look at it; A way I kind of like actually."

[Javagus Khan]

"Glad to make ya happy, then." With his drink gone, he was free to hold her a bit closer. He was pretty sure that with the snuggling, it probably wasn't going to get him in trouble with the bouncer.

"So, what are you usually doin' when you're dressed? You likin' Nar Shaddaa?" He runs his hand lightly through her hair.

[Arsele Girard]

If anyone would get in trouble, it would be Arsele. But she knew her boss' limits. And her own; Cuddling, petting... all fine as long as certain places were left alone and there was no kissing.

"Oh, it's fun enough; Not sure I'd want to spend the rest of my life here."

[Javagus Khan]

"Just savin' up 'til you've got enough to make a break for it?" Javagus was definitely being mindful of the unspoken boundaries. "Got any plans for what comes next, or just sort of a vague sense of wanderlust that hasn't quite tipped over yet?"

[Arsele Girard]

"Up until recently I'd only had a vague sense of 'after' Nar Shaddaa; Maybe open my own club somewhere, or maybe try recording music. Some push lately has gotten me interested in holovids possibly, of whatever sort."

[Javagus Khan]

Javagus snaps his fingers. "You know what you should do? Go to that HuttCon that's happenin' up here, talk to that Vera Hawke lady. You could talk her into givin' you a small role on the show. Then once everyone gets a look at you, you'll be famous for sure."

[Arsele Girard]

Arsele tilted her head a little, "Huttcon? I thought that sort of thing was just for children and nerds. But you do bring up a good point... there will be stars like Vera there."

[Javagus Khan]

"Probably some high-ups from the show there with her, and you know that all her rivals are gonna be payin' attention, too. You show up in a bit of cosplay, sway them hips and flaunt yer actin' talents and natural charms," there was an inadvertent glance toward her chest, "and I bet your comlink won't stop beeping for days."

Javagus shrugs as he runs a hand down her leg. "Might even get yer own spin-off."

[Arsele Girard]

An almost purr-like sound seems to come from her throat, though what prompted it is up to his imagination, "You thought of all the angles, hm? I suppose the missing part of that equation would be a costume to show up in..."

[Javagus Khan]

"Comes with the job." He grins and continues to stroke her leg. "Sort of depends how fancy you want to get, eh? You want to really turn heads, show up wearing some body paint and nothin' else."

[Arsele Girard]

A laugh left her lips, "Is that legal? If so... That's awfully tempting."

[Javagus Khan]

Javagus just grinned. "It's Nar Shadda. Legal is up to interpretation." He waves a hand off in a vague direction. "Besides, it's a show about a busty jedi who manages to almost lose her top every other episode. Once time, she fought against a tentacle alien."