that's enough fun for one night. jane is downing her drink and sliding right off the barstool.
"yeah and i already knew brunettes don't swallow, so." she's turning away from the bar.
wordlessly, she spits the now perfectly tied cherry stem right on the surface of the bar——right in front of the blonde. flashing a saccharine smile. “i know blondes are airheads, but you’re a terrible actress.”
she’s poised on the barstool, twirling a cherry stem between the muscle of her tongue. sasha definitely noticed——cold, brown eyes piercing through the blonde. “desperate much?”