Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:08:30 PM)
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Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:09:40 PM)
*Heads over to her place, carrying a bag in one hand and a 6 pack of Honey Brown in the other. Gives the door a knock knock knock.*
Isabella Perez (Jul 9, 2011 4:11:23 PM)
A muffled voice yelps, then mutters, then calls out "Just a minute!" Footsteps scramble around the apartment before the door is pulled open, revealing Isabella with her hair still dripping wet, clad in a pair of cotton lounge pants that ride really low on her hips, and a plain pink tanktop, a towel draped over her shoulders. "Jack!... Hi..."
Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:14:05 PM)
*Looks a little surprised at her attire, but can't help but smile* Hey Bell... Thought I'd stop by an' see how yer doin', but... um... mebbe I should go cause I dunno if I can keep from starin' at ya when yer lookin' like that.
Isabella Perez (Jul 9, 2011 4:16:37 PM)
Tucking the towel a little tighter around her chest, she shakes her head and steps back to give him access. "I am sorry for my appearance. I just got back into town about an hour ago." Turning to walk further in, she tugs the towel over her hair and gives it a quick scrubbing to get rid of most of the water, disappearing back into her bedroom. "Shoes off. I will be right back."
Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:18:27 PM)
*Heads in and kneels down to take off his boots. He's wearing Camo cargo pants and a camo jacket tied around his waist. A drab green tight t-shirt and dog tags complete the outfit. He stands again and looks for a good place to set down the bag and beers, a table or something.*
Isabella Perez (Jul 9, 2011 4:21:24 PM)
((there is a table in front of the couch, and a dining table in front of the balcony doors)) After a few minutes, she reappears out of her bedroom, having thrown ona short-sleeved cover shirt in the same pink as her tanktop, buttoning the top two buttons over her chest. Her hair has been pulled up into a pair of twin braids that hang down her chest. "So, what are you doing in this neck of the woods?"
Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:23:22 PM)
Told ya... seein' how yer doin'... hadn't heard from ya in a while. *Sets the stuff down on the coffee table as he sits on her couch.* You ever had Kababs from the Fattoush Restaraunt place?
Isabella Perez (Jul 9, 2011 4:25:50 PM)
She smiles at him. "No, I have not. I have just been out of town for the last couple of days." She blushes faintly and heads over to the overstuffed chair, curling up in it.
Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:26:15 PM)
*He opens the bag he brought and the smell of spicey grilled meats and veggies fills the room* I grabbed a bunch for us... thought if ya hadn't eaten I could treat ya ta dinner. *Looks over at her, noticing the blush* Where ya been?
Isabella Perez (Jul 9, 2011 4:30:23 PM)
"Just out of the city. A friend of mine took me camping on the beach." She eyes the food with a smile. "I have a dinner date later tonight, to discuss business with Amos, so I cannot eat too much."
Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:31:22 PM)
Oh. *Frowns a bit at that* Well.. ya can try a few and have a beer anyway...
Isabella Perez (Jul 9, 2011 4:32:19 PM)
She smiles and nods. "Of course." Picking up the beer, she twists the lid off it and takes a small swallow. "You know, this is the second time in a week that I have had alcohol to drink..."
Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:35:48 PM)
Ony the second? Weeks almost over. *Opens one himself and takes a swig*
Isabella Perez (Jul 9, 2011 4:37:32 PM)
She smiles and shrugs. "I do not usually drink. Just something that has never held an appeal to me." Leaning over, she picks up onto of the kabobs and nibbles on it. "This is really good."
Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:39:52 PM)
*Nods and keeps eating his, polishing it off pretty quick. He always seems hungry.* Anything new other than yer vacation?
Isabella Perez (Jul 9, 2011 4:41:30 PM)
"No, nothing really. Like I said, I have the dinner tonight with Amos..." She stares into her beer and mumbles. "andiquitmyjob But other than that, everything is pretty normal."
Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:41:47 PM)
What was yer job?
Isabella Perez (Jul 9, 2011 4:43:00 PM)
"I sang at the House of Blues, but the manager, Jesse, was too busy oggling me to pay attention to the needs of the house band, so they quit. And he wanted me to go back to work as a waitress. And I told him where he could stick it."
Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:43:40 PM)
*Chuckles a bit*
Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:43:49 PM)
You could always come work with me.
Isabella Perez (Jul 9, 2011 4:44:57 PM)
"I could, but I somehow do not think that you need a second rate singer..." She laughs softly.
Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:45:32 PM)
I doubt yer second rate anything... and I'm sure I could find a good use for ya.
Isabella Perez (Jul 9, 2011 4:46:31 PM)
"Probably, but I think I am going to try to find another job in my field before I start looking for other jobs... But I thank you for the offer." ((gonna need to cut this short... my back is spasming and i need to go lay down on my heating pad))
Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:46:46 PM)
((Aww... feel better!))
Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:46:52 PM)
((See ya!))
Isabella Perez (Jul 9, 2011 4:47:05 PM)
((*hugs* thank... we'll pick this up when i get back))
Isabella Perez (Jul 9, 2011 4:48:17 PM)
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Jack Schmidt (Jul 9, 2011 4:48:22 PM)
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