Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 9:14:27 PM)
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Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 9:14:43 PM)
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Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 9:14:48 PM)
(gah?)

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 9:14:55 PM)
(I get a gah?)

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 9:16:20 PM)
Tap taptap tap went fingernails pattering atop the bartop. She relaxed in the stool as if it were a throne. Red lips pressed to her glass as she drank what she had ordered. Cloudy green eyes flickered with private emotions to thoughts that flitted through her mind.

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 9:17:21 PM)
(no... you get a gah because I was logged in 5 minutes before and no one was on.. and when I checked back just to see there you were. Same thing happened yesterday.. it feels like I conjur you. LOL

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 9:17:26 PM)
))

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 9:17:49 PM)
(?? I'll just nod)

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 9:18:44 PM)
(( sure! :D ))

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 9:19:36 PM)
(good...)

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 9:21:38 PM)
(you waiting on someone?)

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 9:21:51 PM)
(( just you to post ))

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 9:22:50 PM)
(fair enough, one second)

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 9:28:18 PM)
:The coin danced gingerly from one finger to the next on down the line then back to the front as if on an assembly line. A cigarette was stuffed in the left corner of his mouth that was churning out puffs like a smoke stack from back in the 20's. His style was simple, sharp tie contrasted against a bright shirt, tonight it was pumpkin orange, black slacks and shoes to match. The 'ting' her fingers created on the bar top drew enough interest he gave the her benefit of a side glance. He wasn't a knock out, good enough form women to stuff him in the 'charming' category. With another puff on the smoke he was generous to add a smile to the greeting:

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 9:33:45 PM)
She grinned at him while standing, sleek heels of her black patent mary janes hitting the floor as she moved slightly towards Nero to give him an apologetic smile nodding in response to his smile, acknowledging it while she moved to the person behind him embracing her client with a warm arm about his waist the ring of her charming southern Nawlins drawl hitting the ears of those around her. "James Tenney, I told you my ideas would make you money..." She glanced around the full bar and her smirk was extraordinarily cocky.

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 9:38:33 PM)
:He followed her with his eyes the whole way till she landed at the 'schmo' next to him. His eyes rolled as the smoke was plucked from his lips to tip the ash into the tray in front of him. The reaction could have been in response to her accent or just his luck, either was awful. The coin kept it's dance up as his left hand rubbed an itch beneath his lower lip. His hand went from his mouth back to fidget with his drink. His first instincts were right, this place was to high ball and snobby, he should have went back to Flanagan's down the street, that was his class of character. :

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 9:48:56 PM)
Tinley spoke quietly with the man for a moment before he handed her an envelope. She grinned at him and leaned up saying something in his ear. Excusing herself she moved back to Nero and extended a pale delicate hand. "Sorry about that, I normally would have returned your smile and introduced myself but I had been waiting for this all evening.." She waved the envelope and then slipped it into her purse as she glanced at him curiously. "Thats a neat trick you do with that coin..." She said politely as she grabbed her glass from earlier.

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 9:54:17 PM)
He looked over enough just to see the hand, the coin slipped from his fingers to the bartop. Looking from the hand to the eyes he returned his eyes back to the bar and reached across to shake her hand: "Business is business, trust me I understand. It should never get in the way of pleasure. Sadly so many let it. " :He watched the envelope wiggle and sag to the force of the shake. He wonder what was inside, maybe he'd find out later. : "Not to sound rather arrogant but it really is nothing. You spend enough time at a poker table you learn a lot of tricks. " :He shot a sideways glance to look her up and down, when he faced forward again he spoke before taking a puff: "Then again, don't think your allowed that far late at night are ya."

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 9:58:03 PM)
"Allowed?" She questioned, the curiousity in her eyes was evident. "I'm not sure what you mean by that..." She explained her confusion and took another drink.

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 10:00:47 PM)
:Her question was enough to draw more attention then he cared to offer. Women, they'd forever be the bane of Nero, and all he wanted was to see the Yankees score. Taking a puff he stuffed the cigarette while his eyes continued to search hers. He cracked a smile to try and deliver the words delicately: "Oh you just look like a nice girl. Don't see to many girls around a poker table is all. If you do, then you are definitely being played." :His hand out again. " Nero Gaspare. and you?"

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 10:04:40 PM)
"Tinley Ashcott..." She said proudly grin wide and inviting. "I love a good game of poker actually. " She admitted. "Gaspare.....Gaspare...." She tried to place the name. "What nationality is that?"

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 10:07:28 PM)
"Oh you do. Do you play at the Harrah's often? I find myself a game there couple a times a week. " :He took a swig from his glass and returned it carefully, seeing as he kept his eyes in line with her, for a couple of reasons. : "Well then I've should apologize for the misconception. " :He snaked another smoke out from the pack with his lips as his hand searched for the lighter. Either he was passing on her inquiry or making one himself by directing the conversation:

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 10:09:10 PM)
"Apology accepted.." She laughed and shrugged. "I used to frequent Harrahs...but not for months.." She nodded. She tilted her head as they spoke, her gaze was piercing. "Do you win when you play?"

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 10:11:53 PM)
"Only when I'm not playing against a woman. " :He said it proudly, smile and all. Straightening his back in the chair he sparked the zippo and took a pull. Tossing the lighter to the counter he returned to hunching faintly. : "and it's Sicilian. I was born in the city of Antillo but I don't remember any of it cause I was an infant. Sometimes I wish my family stayed, maybe things would have worked out differently, but I guess Brooklyn was as good as a replacement. You from around here?"

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 10:16:00 PM)
"Indeed I am, born and raised..." She said smoothly... one delicate brow arching above those green eyes as she studied him. "I have my doubts that Brooklyn is anything like Sicily." She nodded, thinking that over for a second she agreed with herself.. "But I suppose you;d be the expert on that.."

PeachesCat (Sep 24, 2011 10:18:20 PM)
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Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 10:22:40 PM)
"Like I said.. I was an infant. Only been back once in my life. It was nice to get back to the old country, see my roots. So Miss Ashcott other than some mysterious envelope what brings you to these parts tonight? I myself am merely a tourist, a friend told me how she loved this part of the country this time of year. Guess I got tired of hearing about it and figured I'd roll the dice, see what came out. "

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 10:25:15 PM)
"Mmm Nawlins is all spooky during Autumn..." She nodded with a smirk. Her head tilted to the side cascading the riotous blonde curls about her cheeks. Pursing red lips together she tapped the bar top with those perfectly manicured nails and admitted. "Business was all I was here for, I needed to pick up a signed contract and rub my accomplishments in a doubting clients face.." She laughed then and saluted Nero with her glass downing the last of her vodka on the rocks.

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 10:29:01 PM)
"Lot of ghosts and goblins and shit right?" :He said breaking from her stare. He'd seen her before, the latin joint, that was it. Nero never forgot a face, specially not one as memorable as Tinley's: " :Nero motioned to the on-looking Bartender for refills for his companion and himself. : "Big fan of Sun Tzu?" :He left the question there to measure what he was dealing with:

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 10:31:20 PM)
"Art of War? " She started to laugh.....the mirth was evident. "Hardly...." She motioned a thank you to the tender as she took another drink of the new vodka. "Though I do fancy a trasy romance novel now and then.." She grinned deviantly...her eyes dancing.

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 10:32:53 PM)
trashy*

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 10:35:46 PM)
"Well I only ask because it seems you do your business as if it were war, but of course. Isn't everything in the end? Sadly, I don't read as much as I should, call it a short attention span, call it whatever you like. " :Raising his glass he offered a wink: "salute." :Taking a sip he placed the glass down and put out the cigarette. : "So we've danced past the formalities, the nervous laughs and sized each other up. I'm curious as to what you will ask next. " :He leveled his chocolate eyes toward her with a grin:

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 10:39:24 PM)
"I'm a face down ass up kind of gal Mr. Gaspare, always a suprise and you never know what I might ask or say next....but to be fair, how about this?" She lifted her glass to her mouth a second, savoring the cold alcohol as she caught a piece of ice between her teeth she pondered a moment before sizing him up. "Next time I am at Harrah's I shall look for you and we shall play some roulette...yes?" She asked.

PeachesCat (Sep 24, 2011 10:42:14 PM)
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Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 10:42:21 PM)
(( brb))

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 10:43:41 PM)
(aight)

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 10:46:39 PM)
"Please, call me Nero" He interrupted with then recoiled to let her finish her point. : "I like to gamble Tinley, that doesn't mean I like to -lose-. Any man actually betting it all on chance is a sucker. I prefer poker, I control my fate a lot more then some tiny small ball pinging around a spinning wheel. " :He kept his eyes on her, his proverbial card's carefully guarded. " but you do it seems. So what's your stock and trade? You look like a model so I'd put my money on clothing designer or you came out with some fragrance for ugly women to think they could compete with a doll like you. "

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 10:51:15 PM)
She laughed outright then. His flattery was not lost on her and she gave him a measured look. "Chance is the best gamble there is Nero.." She tested his name on her tongue and grinned. "Ah, no, modeling is not my thing nor is designing clothes, though I do love buying them..." She chuckled.. "I am CEO and lead representative for The Ashcott Group based right here in New Orleans, we do Public Relations and Marketing for non profit as well as local state and federal and privately owned businesses and clients." She somehow managed to pull a business card from thin air and handed it towards him. Her face, was on billboards dotted about New Orleans and in press advertisements in the Times Picayune.

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 10:56:14 PM)
:He took a swig from the glass then settled it down to receive the card. Notching his head to the side he read the card over, every detail to log it's contents like some computer taking a picture. Fanning the card to tap onto his finger he grinned: "Ahh, nice didn't cheap it. A good business card these days is a hard thing to come by, some many people are walking around with these cheap internet print outs, it is a shame to see even in a tough economy people chintz on something like this. Especially with how first impressions work. " :placing the card down on the bar he left it to sit as he returned his eyes to hers: "So I've completely botched my read on who you are. Hopefully, I've managed to be as elusive. " :He said it with a hearty dark tone at the end, as if to remain mysterious:

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 11:19:43 PM)
(need a drink one sec)

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 11:22:51 PM)
(back)

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 11:30:39 PM)
((shit sorry posting now ))

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 11:30:47 PM)
( haha it's cool )

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 11:30:49 PM)
(( kid... woke up was calming him down ))

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 11:30:57 PM)
(it's okay kid. )

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 11:34:40 PM)
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Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 11:35:23 PM)
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Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 11:35:33 PM)
(( motherfucker!!!! ))

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 11:35:38 PM)
(haha)

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 11:36:16 PM)
(( fuck I lost where I was ))

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 11:37:07 PM)
need a repost?

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 11:37:13 PM)
(opps no () )

Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 11:37:25 PM)
:He took a swig from the glass then settled it down to receive the card. Notching his head to the side he read the card over, every detail to log it's contents like some computer taking a picture. Fanning the card to tap onto his finger he grinned: "Ahh, nice didn't cheap it. A good business card these days is a hard thing to come by, some many people are walking around with these cheap internet print outs, it is a shame to see even in a tough economy people chintz on something like this. Especially with how first impressions work. " :placing the card down on the bar he left it to sit as he returned his eyes to hers: "So I've completely botched my read on who you are. Hopefully, I've managed to be as elusive. " :He said it with a hearty dark tone at the end, as if to remain mysterious:

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 11:39:44 PM)
"Have you?" She laughed...."Mmmmm" She gazed at him with a cunning wit behind those green eyes. "Perhaps you have, but I'll never tell..." With a wink she stood nodding softly.. "See you around Nero..' She fairly purred as she made her way from the bar. (( sorry... gtg for a bit )(

Tinley Ashcott (Sep 24, 2011 11:39:47 PM)
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Nero Gaspare (Sep 24, 2011 11:40:58 PM)
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