[ Jim just laughed and didn't even bother looking up at the guy, let alone respond in any way. No point in starting an argument with a guy who was likely drunk and would probably try to fight him at this point if Jim so much as looked at him the wrong way. He wasn't here to start a fist fight anyway. ]
[ Jim was pleasantly surprised by the move, but he responded easily and without thought, arms around her waist and keeping her close as they kept moving at a slow pace. ]
You're really mean, you know that? [ Not the least bit serious there. ]
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...Fine. I guess he can share it.]
Mmm. Speaking of. You really shouldn't text and drive.
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I walked. I know I'm good but even I couldn't text while on a bike, even if I wanted to.
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[Apparently there's a reason they are together. They are both disgusting.]
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Right. And I know all about that.
[ The most knowing wink. ]
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[Disgusting. Especially when she wraps her arm around him and presses up against him to kiss him.]
Hi.
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Hmm, delicious. [ Licking her lips, then his own. ] That dip really is very good.
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You're so gross.
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Must mean we're perfect for each other.
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[Oh. Right. There's a party going on right now.]
Want to go dance?
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Does this mean I've successfully won you back and you're over that dip?
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That dip was pretty good.
[Holding onto his hand, Daisy finished off the beer before placing it down on the nearest surface.]
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[ He tugged her a little closer, putting his other arm around her waist once she was close enough. ]
But you deserve more than just 'pretty good'.
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Oh yeah? And you could do better?
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I don't know. You tell me.
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Dunno. You're not exactly doing it for me right now.
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Liar.
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[She is laughing at him after all.]
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[ And he always did it for her. Come on. ]
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[She heard the guy who shouted dibs at her complaining that 'someone got to her first'. Which just made her roll her eyes in response.]
He looks like he's 12.
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You've just insulted 12 year olds everywhere.
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[Just to rub it in the guys face, Daisy wraps both of her arms around him and pushes herself against Jim.
Ha-ha.]
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You're really mean, you know that? [ Not the least bit serious there. ]
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[Yes. The meanest person to have ever existed.]
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