Steffy

I wink at Michy. So someone can read deeply into body language. Right!!!! I roll my eyes and lean into Michy, whispering to her only, “Read your curves and conclusion: sexy.”

Can’t help but admire Michy’s ability to snag drinks. “I’ll see what turns up on the drinks. You seem to be an attractant. That can be good . . . ” I giggle “or bad which…[Read more]

OOC oopsy.  M o n t e n e g r o – Montenegro! Got it!

Michy and I are chatting and I’m ignoring everyone in plain sight. I turn once to see who I might have missed, then again. I sway and giggle, looking at Michy. “ I tipsyed myself. Did I see Diana?”

OOC: I did not realize Diana was at my table until the OOC.

Michy suggests a name that causes a giggle. “Sounds good. And maybe, umm, not to be confused with my evil twin. A few drinks in, it will all start to sound the same.”

Michy asks a fun question. “You know, when you ask—maybe I should just seek evil in every form, but evil being relative right?”

Taffy seems in wonderment. Wonder this. Wonder that. Suspect this. Suspect that. I listen to Jaclyn and I say to Taffy, “You know that advice for dates? Have cab money. Well . . . ” I look at Jaclyn who is capable o…[Read more]

Michy and Nikki—Michy says not-so-much, but I can tell she would like to say more-and-more. “Nikki certainly knows how to make trouble fun.” Shannon says hello and I touch Michy’s arm, “May you find as much trouble as you want.” I smile at Shannon, “Beep! Hi! I’m Steffy—I’m working on speak no evil and it’s kept me sort of quiet.”

I wander over to Michy. “I am so jealous of you! The shaved head look is so chic! I could never, ever try it, but it . . . well, I’m a chicken. . . . So I’m good. Are you and Nikki still starting fires?” I giggle lightly. “Sparks seem strong when you two are together.”

I approach Jaclyn and Taffy. “Hey. I’ve been quiet but I’ve kept my gossip ears open. I heard mention of travel. Besides, being terribly jealous, and pouting and all sorts of guilt things that you’ll see me do, have a fun time. I know you two are capable.”

I pout. Then pout with a determined fake sadness.

Things seem to have settled down. No…[Read more]

Staying light on my feet seems to be in order. Apparently, customer service is still being worked on. Plus name recognition. I decide I better be my best with etiquette and all. And I realize I had not responded to Tommi. That’s easy. I walk over—Victoria is having her drink satisfaction review through customer service(?)

I say to Tommi. “Yo…[Read more]