Other Ways to Fight then Using Fists (Jacklex)

So it's not another dull guy that Charlie's bumped into, as he's only using the ice to cool down. Would of figured he'd have another beverage of alcohol if that was the case, but maybe he just arrived. Seeing the place out before deciding if it's drinking worthy. With this entertainment she'd only get a cup of ice to. Don't worry, the good performers will be hitting the stage soon enough. Still good to know he's not one of those teenagers that despises anything fun. And yes, sadly she's met a few of those at this joint somehow. Why they'd choose to go to a bar is beyond her understanding. Not another one of those though.

Actually this guy turns out the complete opposite as he offers her a cube, holding out the cup for her to get it herself. With no real interest in it she shrugs it off. Just met the guy, she can't seem that friendly. For some reason he's eager to share though and retrieves one anyways. Slyly he suggests sticking it in her bra. Any other girl might get offended from that, but it has Charlie cracking up. To pull back on his words he sticks the piece of ice in his own mouth. "Calling me flat chested?" She questions with a laugh, obviously in a joking manner as she crosses her arms.

Messing with people is what Charlie does best. Like that one time she declared she could follow through with any dare, because the boy before her chickened out on one. In return, as expected, a ridiculous one came out to jump off the building. With a smirk on her young face of thirteen, she searched high and low for thick rope. Didn't take long and she was quickly scaling down the wall to prove the stupidest thing. She got down safely, but of course a security guard had to be making rounds of the school. That sort of attitude has been built in her since even before that event, and has yet to fade.

So even if he toke back his offer of the ice cube, she fishes one out anyways. Sticking it right where he suggested. Laughing at this point is unavoidable, and Charlie's recovering the frozen square back into her palm. "Not as wonderful as you said." Still the giggles continue, though slowly dissipating away. Luckily her friend's returning just in time. The ice is set on the bar to finish it's melting process. Maybe it'll help with that stickiness.

Everything must of scared the guy off as he turns away to the stage of non-entertaining singers. Charlie can't do anything but laugh at the scenario. What people think of her is only interesting if it's something crazy. Of course Gaby pulls him back over though. The oddest name either of them have ever heard arrives, and they've witnessed some crazy ones. Automatically he gives a short explanation before anyone has a chance to ask. Must happen every time. Out of decency he asks for both of theirs, probably only curious over the Brunette by now.

"Can we get a Gaby Thrace to the stage?" The fact that they've already switched from the wannabes to the DJ didn't even cross their minds. With the music being turned down low for the microphone to projected is noticed by both immediately. That was quick, guess they're real desperate to not lose the crowd. "Well you got my name." Gaby comments as she walks past the two. "You coming bro?" She asks the dorky one that's remained quiet as he always does when out. The shy ones are always best with the instruments, piano included. Brunette's Song. Just as always the audience goes nuts, but maybe the warmup performers helped out.

"Ah ah ah, stay up there! Grab the guitar." Charlie calls out when Gaby and his brother weave back through the crowd. One benefit to Gaby's brother, Josh, is that he knows most of both of their songs. Always around, and more then willing to practice with them constantly at their place. So Charlie requests for her own personal musician as well. Already knowing they call the two girls to sing back to back throughout the night, the blonde makes her way to the stage just as Gaby's about to get to the bar. "The real loud one we were practicing yesterday." She tells Josh once next to him. Normal tone, though it's hardly heard over the noise of everyone else.

"Well, actually can you sing that one about the games?" The chick that coordinates all this asks. She always thinks just because she runs the show she gets to pick the songs. Just because one time she gave good advice. The night's far too young to do a sad song that's now earned the title of the reaping song. It wasn't written only for that purpose, but it's turned into that. Not wanting to argue on stage, Charlie agrees with a roll of her eyes. Blonde's Song. Guess it's not horrible at it gets just as loud of an applause.

She takes a jump off the short stage and gets back to the bar with Josh following behind. "Another set of shots please." Charlie orders right away. Who knows when they'll be called back up. "Great job as always Gabs."

"Yeah, you to." Gaby replies and they take a cheers with the first shots. "Why'd they go sad this early?" She knows without asking it wasn't Charlie's doing. "Beats me." The blonde gives a shrug.