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It was not, perhaps, the most original pick-up line. But it did happen to hit on one of the subjects of the most interest to Reilly -- alcohol. She turned her head so that she could see him better out of her operational eye, and gave him a truly dazzling smile.
"Serale. Why yes, yes you can, if you've got the mind to." She actually winked as she finished the statement. This one was definitely not a lesbian, and she was more than a little interested in talking to Tristan. And why not? He was pretty cute, and he had already displayed excellent taste by picking Reilly out of the crowd.
The half-elven girl didn't name the drink she wanted, leaving it up to Tristan's choice. Reilly had never met an alcoholic beverage she didn't like, and she didn't imagine that whatever he chose would be the one exception. After all, this gave her an opportunity to be a little adventurous, and Reilly liked that.
"My name's Reilly," she added with a deliberately flirtatious toss of her blond hair. "What's yours? And do you come here often?" This was more of an open invitation to talk than it was a question that required a strict answer. Once again, she gave the million-candle smile.
The game had begun.
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"Too-ri-oo-ley, too-ri-i-ley, what's the matter with One-Eyed Reilly?"
"You don't even have a last name and you already have a CIR?" -- GM Dragon
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