Thread: Proscribed Partners (Coy Koi & SinfullyDelicious)

Cerulean eyes glanced up always up at the person approaching and then quickly averting her gaze. Yet another downside to being so short, for the taller races such as elves and orcs her meager four feet usually put her at around groin height. She even got reported to HR because a fellow employee thought she was staring lewdly at them! Thankfully she'd gotten better with her peripheral vision and recognized Ben. While he wasn't a veteran like her pulling over three years with the company, he wasn't a newbie either. He was one of the few that weren't already chattering about where they wanted to go or just on their phone. Jeez, how was she going to corral this bunch? Let alone just get their attention. While she was ruminating on that as well as where to go, Ben spoke up, quickly and effectively accomplishing what she couldn't. Two Puazi friends tittered and 'ooo-ed' at the swearing making the halfling roll her eyes. But when he winked at her, her face went carefully blank as she raised an eyebrow, though her pink ears probably gave away her calm exterior. She had to hand it to him, he knew how to command a room. The elf had charisma by the buckets, like most elves. But unlike most elves, he seemed to be more...empathetic. Knew how to approach people, how much was too much, what was too little. He didn't have the highest sales record for nothing. She'd be worried about other employees throwing themselves at him but he and Maloi were the only elves. Uh, thanks Benjamin. She looked impassively away at her phone as she looked up a few things quickly, cursing inwardly, 'Stupid elf. With his stupid beautiful stupid gorgeous blonde hair.' Lips pursing in an uncertain grimace as she heard a scoff at her name being mentioned, Alfie was rather surprised that Ben would openly defend her. Though she was probably reading too much into it. Clearing her throat, the woman replied simply, Wishbone. The responses were mainly positive with the exception of the less social few who barely even looked up from their phones. Wishbone was a fairly popular place. One of the few bargrilllounge combos that managed to have good liquor, food, music and class. A hard combination to come by even in the city. The Puazi girls exclaimed in surprise and immediately began talking about what they should wear. The Assistant Manager headed off such thoughts early, It's already fairly late so if we want to make it there before it becomes busy we'll have to go there straight from here. Galroc grumbled as he gave himself a sniff before saying that he was going to go to the bathroom. While Wishbone did have a dress code, it wasn't too formal. Just no jeans or t-shirts or other not up to snuff clothing. Thankfully Borgia didn't believe in any sort of garish uniform, simply dress to impress. One of the human girls that Alfie was friendly with might be cutting it close with the hanging shoulder blouse, she knew for a fact she had a tasteful sweater for when the AC was on blast to cover up. So is everyone going? It's not mandatory obviously, but hey, free food an booze. Out of their group only two opted out. One because they wanted to get home to their family and the other because they'd made prior plans. Nodding, Alfie did her best to do a head count, raising up on the tips of her toes as her heels only helped so much. Neck craning she asked in a low voice to Ben, That's eleven altogether, right?