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Mental as Anything – Live it Up
jingerbirdParticipantjingerbirdParticipantI watch quietly and observe what is going on around me. I see Tango smile at me as he leaves with the young lad in cuffs. I smile back and tell him, 'i'll be here waiting!' Don't think I could leave now, even if I wanted to. This cop intrigues me and I think that I would like to get to know him a little better.
Sipping on my vodka, I watch the Bikie through the mirror above the bar. Looks like he made a new friend too. I watch discreetly while his meal is delivered to the table. I see him lick his lips, but is it for the food or Brandy, I wonder to myself. She strokes her leg against his and as she kicks him, I see him wince in pain. I laugh to myself a little. Men just cant help themselves.
The door swings open once more. My heart skips a little beat. The cop is back already? I turn quickly….It is a cop, but not the one I was waiting for.This guy seems quite important. He has a quick conversation with Brandy and shows her a piece of paper. He kisses her on the cheek and walks over to the bar. I hear him chat with Old Joe. It turns out this guy is the local Chief. Better behave in that case. He turns and smiles at me. 'You don't want to join our police force do you?' He asks. I giggle, never heard anything so ridiculous in my life. He clearly has never met me before.
I nod at Old Joe and he brings me another drink. I love the service in this place. Feeling a little hungry myself now, I look at a menu and order chicken salad. As I wait for my order, the door swings open again. I turn and…..
jingerbirdParticipantGreenday – Good Riddance (Time of your life)
jingerbirdParticipantWhitney Houston – I want to dance with somebody
jingerbirdParticipantWoo Hoo Its back…missed it so much 🙂
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jingerbirdParticipantOh Honey – Be Okay
jingerbirdParticipantLooks like Martin had another accident in his truck
jingerbirdParticipantThe Band Perry – If I Die Young
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jingerbirdParticipantNope, Its me climbing into your truck
Next is going to be Slyque76
jingerbirdParticipantSimon and Garfunkel – The Sound of Silence
jingerbirdParticipantI turn as I hear the bell ring. I'm not sure what is going on but everyone seems to be congratulating the red head. Seems she has managed a great achievement. She smiles as her friends are around her, patting her back and kissing her cheek.
There are a couple of musicians on the stage and silence falls as they talk about a guy called James with great fondness. An air of sadness fills the room but is dissipated immediately when the music starts. Everyone relaxes and listens to the music. I start to tap my fingers on the bar, enjoying the sounds.
The man that has been watching me, walks over to me. I can see the confidence in his gait and my heart races a little. I turn back to the bar and focus on my vodka, sipping slowly and with purpose. As he approaches me, I feel him touch me as he stands so close. I do not look up. “Hey' he says, 'I'm Tango'. I turn a little and look up into his eyes. “I'm Jingerbird, but you can call me Jinger. All my friends do. It's nice to meet you!'
I feel him take my hand and as he raises it to his lips, I trembled, unobserved. It's nice to meet you too' he whispers. “Can I buy you a drink?' I nod and he asks Old Joe for a refill for the both of us.
My attention is drawn to the door. I watch as the red head approaches the big bikie guy and as he turns and smiles at me, I flush a little and turn back to the bar.
I am once again by myself. Tango has gone to deal with the young man. I watch him as he walks away and I hear him say to the Bikie, 'I need to have a word with you later. We need to have a little chat about what just happened!' He continues out of the door with the young man and the Bikie looks a little stunned. The red head, Brandy, I believe her name is, smiles and carries on her conversation. It appears that she is quite intrigued by this stranger.
Still alone, I order another vodka. The place seems to have quietened down again and the bar dwellers returned to their conversations. As I sip on my drink, I wonder what else happens in this place and what provocative delights await me if I decide to stay a little longer.
jingerbirdParticipantChristina Perri – Jar of Hearts
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