She’s Back From Vegas

[Amunet Knezevic] She picked a bar. Why a bar? Two words.

Bar burgers.

She’s settled at the bar proper having gotten there early, hair up in a ponytail, wearing a tank top and jeans like usual.

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] The door pushes open, and inside she walks. With the duster and the boots (and, Amunet is sure, the gun hidden on her), she might well look like an outlaw walking into an Old West saloon. She gives a quick glance around, though her eyes do go to the bar first. She smiles a little and then crosses the bar, sidling up to her sister.

“Funny meetin’ you here like this.” She grins as she sits down, lighting up.

[Amunet Knezevic] She laughs a little, shoulder bumping Sarita’s when she sits. “Yeah. I ordered for you.”

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Just as long as you didn’t ask for extra Guatemalan insanity sauce or whatever that shit was in Austin. Worst practical joke ever.” She smiles, the shoulder bump returned. “How you doin’, chica?”

[Amunet Knezevic] “Best one ever, you mean.” She waves to the bartender for beers, nodding a little “I’m doing good. How’s Kool and the gang?”

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Kickin’ it.” She exhales a drag of smoke, resting her elbows against the bar. “Things are pretty good. How about you? Vegas was fun? I wanna hear all about it.”

[Amunet Knezevic] “Vegas was fun” She nods, playing with the end of her ponytail. “We’re probably going to go back when we’ve got more than a weekend. Lots to see and shit.”

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] A little nod. “Nice. But seriously, you gotta give me more’n that. Gimme details, bitch.” She gives Amy a grin.

[Amunet Knezevic] She laughs again, head tilting with a devilish grin.

“Really? You want details about what we did in Vegas, where we went just after getting mated? Really? Answer carefully.”

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] Her nose wrinkles, even as her eyes glitter with amusement. “Well, I’m not looking for in-depth tales of bedroom gymnastics, no. I’m talking about ~outside~ the bed-breaking activities.”

[Amunet Knezevic] She grins, then gets quiet for a minute. “He dropped three hundred bucks in one bet.”

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She blinks. “Wait, HOW much? Are you fuckin’ kidding?”

[Amunet Knezevic] “I know, right? I’m so fucking out of my league here”

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Or you hit the big-time.” It’s said as a joke. “You got a sugar daddy. That’s awesome.” She winks at Amy and bumps into her lightly.

A moment passes and she looks over. “In all seriousness, so far so good? He’s not, like, bein’ weird or anything, is he?”

[Amunet Knezevic] “He hasn’t been weird at all. No fucked up demands, no watching me like a hawk, nothing. Everything is totally like it was before.”

Which pretty obviously creeps her out.

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “And this is a bad thing?”

[Amunet Knezevic] “No. God, no. I mean, it’s like the total opposite of what I always thought it would be. Part of me is just waiting for the other shoe to drop or something.”

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “That’s ’cause you think that it should drop, maybe.” She smiles and shrugs. “Don’t freak yourself out, Ames. Worrying because there’s nothing to worry about isn’t usually all that advisable, y’know?”

She takes her beer when it arrives, taking a drink. “But he’s good to you? Everything’s cool as far as that goes?” She looks over, watching Amy at that.

[Amunet Knezevic] She leans into her again “He’s really good to me, Sar. I swear.”

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Okay.” She wraps an arm around her sister’s shoulders, squeezing. “You know I’m still gonna look out for you, even if he’s the one with the claim. That shit don’t break bonds of blood.”

[Amunet Knezevic] “I know.” She settles into the squeeze, head on Sarita’s shoulder” Poor fucker if he ever does anything to me. He’ll have you and ‘Mano on his ass.”

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Damn skippy.” She grins a little, then nods. “And okay, I’ll bite. Who’s playin’ the role of Brother Dearest in this little sketch comedy.”

[Amunet Knezevic] “Hunter. We got shit figured out after the Gathering. He’s going to stop being an asshole, and I’m going to stop trying to fuck up a perfectly good friendship.”

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Oh, cool.” She nods. “Well, I’m glad. He may not be my biggest fan on the planet, but I’m glad you two are cool.”

[Amunet Knezevic] “He doesn’t like fucking anybody, including himself most days.” There’s an affection to it though, and she’s clearly at ease with him now.

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] A faint smile. “Yeah…I kinda got that feeling from him.”

[Amunet Knezevic] “Pain in my fucking ass” She shakes her head and drinks her beer. “Everything is fucking working out here, Sar. You got a pack, I’m settling down. Jesus fuck.”

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Yeah…big surprise, it’s actually workin’ out somehow.” A little nod and a brief smile. “Who knew?”

[Amunet Knezevic] “Not me, that’s for fucking sure. All that bullshit in Austin could’a been skipped if we just came here instead.”

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Timing woulda been off though. You always gotta get that timing just perfect.”

[Amunet Knezevic] “Yeah, I guess. John only got here in February, so that wouldn’t have happened. Stefan is new here too. Fuck me.” The burgers come, loaded with bacon and cheese and salt and enough cholesterol to kill a weaker person.

[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] [[Fade!]]