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And she is in the bar again. Somehow the structure holds up against the expansiveness of her presence. Do you feel that stilling of the air? Do you hear a collective intake of breath? She is only walking by -- not quite an angel, not quite a devil, a little of both, and a LOT of ink in just the right places. She may be only drawn that way, but she's drawn DAMN WELL.

Come say hello. She doesn't bite. But if you put your hands in the wrong place, other things just might.

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Peter glanced, and HOLYSHITBOOBS!

It's a cartoon

But BOOBS! And ASS!

It's only a cartoon, and you're off the market.

Boobs?

Well, can't hurt to look at least.

Right? Right.

Nope, it suuuure can't.

She gives a slow, deliberate wink, punctuated with just the SLIGHTEST flutter of long lashes and a quirk at the corners of her lips that might be an invitation as she slithers onto a barstool.

Peter's certainly enjoying the show. Even though he's got just enough willpower to keep himself planted in a chair.

Said willpower courtesy of the fact that Dana would castrate him, hang him up by his feet, and then kill him.

She laughs just loud enough for him to hear her, and swivles around in the stool. Her perfectly calculated centrifugal force tosses her hair over one shoulder to display her bare back and shoulderblades.

Peter's trying not to drool, really. Honestly.

And was he regretting he was off the market?

Of course not, not at all.

But god, the temptation...

She leans over onto one elbow so that a flash of light catches on the sparkles on her hip and shoots straight at him like a knife.

How does she do this exactly? The world may never know. Perhaps 'toons refract light differently.

*blink, blink* Wow... If Peter was his cartoon version, there would be eyes all but bugging out at this.

Think of Dana, think of Dana...

She leans about an inch more, which causes the fabric of her gown to fall away and fully expose her long leg. She turns not quite to him, but enough to let him view her profile as she lifts a lit cigarette to her puckered lips and opens her mouth.

Peter doesn't smoke, and so isn't that impressed with that part. The long leg, though? Very nice.

The smoking isn't meant to be impressive.

The tongue, though? That demonstration is certainly enlightening.

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...Very. 0_0!

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