04-07-2011, 11:14 AM
After taking a few steps away from the hotel, Prowl froze and perked his ears up, though the floppy tip of his right ear didn't stand alertly like his pointy left ear did. He turned around and spotted a pair of females facing their general direction. One waved, and the coyote grinned and waved back in a friendly manner. "Woah, boy." He reached back and gripped Sean's tail, stopping him before he got any further.
"Ah fock, what now?" Sean flapped his muzzle in frustration as he turned back around, swatting Prowl's paw away from his long, brown-haired tail.
"Cool it, Clip-Clop. We've been sighted." Prowl pushed his shades back up and strode back toward the hotel. "By a pair of gorgeous lil' numbers, 12 o'clock."
"But- but- beach bar- agh!" The stallion raised his arms defeatedly and followed his friend back. Women! He was terrible with women! He was going to humiliate himself and he knew it.
"Dude. We're just going over to say 'hi'." The coyote assured his friend. "Besides, you're not gonna paint the island red with just me, are ya? We're gonna find you some lady friends."
"...Did ye just say 'dude'? Ye don't get to say 'dude'. You're too old too say dude!" Sean grumbled. He was just trying to be difficult because he was anxious and worried he was going to embarrass himself and his friend by being the awkward clutz that he was. He often forgot how well built and attractive he was, Irish charm aside. "An' dude's not cool anymore. I think people say 'bro' now."
"Aw c'mon, you're only as old as you feel, and I feel eighteen! Hell, people still insist I'm only 24." The coyote laughed, playfully thumping the horse on the chest with his knuckles for being difficult. When they were in proper speaking distance of the charming snake and the seductive skunkette, Prowl flashed them his friendliest, casual smile and gave them an acknowledging nod. "Hey there. You whistled?" He offered his paw to shake. "The name's Prowler, but friends call me 'Lucky'. They say 'Prowler' screams 'rapist'." He chuckled, opting to break the ice with some humor.
When Sean didn't introduce himself, the coyote sighed.
"And this is my friend, Rock. His friends call him that because of his ROCK-" He elbowed the stallion on his muscular abdomen, causing him to grunt and give the coyote more room, having been looming over him like an intimidating bodyguard. "-hard abs. But don't worry. He's a real softy inside."
"H-hi." The stallion grumbled, coming off as kind of aloof as he tried to hide his bashfulness. He didn't it well though. His blue eyes were rather expressionate.
"Ah don't mind him, the big guy's just shy." Prowl chuckled. "Have you both been here before?"
[Eddy's]
"GRILLED STEAK, SIDE ORDER OF FRIES WITH GRAVY, ORDER UP!" Eddy the badger placed the tray on the counter and Cassy zipped by on her skates, grabbing it and placing it on the table that ordered it. For a diner that served 25 people at full capacity, it was going remarkably smoothly, considering there were only five waitresses.
"Hiya sweetheart, what'll it be?" Cassy skated up to a newly seated customer and produced a notepad to take his order, chewing her gum nonchalantly.
"Oh I dunno..." The Jack Russel terrier placed an elbow on the table and leaned his head on his palm, gazing up at her dreamily. "How about your phone number?"
Cassy giggled and waved his flirt away. "Nice try puppy, but you're gonna have to learn some new tricks if you like, wanna pick me up." She reached forward and scratched his chin, getting the small dog to shut his eyes happily. "Now what'll it be, honey?
"Oh well... can't blame a dog for trying, huh? I'll have the today's special, and a side order of garlic bread!" The terrier ordered, and Cassy wrote it down, giving him a cute little wink before skating off and sticking the order up over the kitchen nook for Eddy to read. Today was a busy day! Hopefully she'd get to go home early when the other girls start their shifts!
"Ah fock, what now?" Sean flapped his muzzle in frustration as he turned back around, swatting Prowl's paw away from his long, brown-haired tail.
"Cool it, Clip-Clop. We've been sighted." Prowl pushed his shades back up and strode back toward the hotel. "By a pair of gorgeous lil' numbers, 12 o'clock."
"But- but- beach bar- agh!" The stallion raised his arms defeatedly and followed his friend back. Women! He was terrible with women! He was going to humiliate himself and he knew it.
"Dude. We're just going over to say 'hi'." The coyote assured his friend. "Besides, you're not gonna paint the island red with just me, are ya? We're gonna find you some lady friends."
"...Did ye just say 'dude'? Ye don't get to say 'dude'. You're too old too say dude!" Sean grumbled. He was just trying to be difficult because he was anxious and worried he was going to embarrass himself and his friend by being the awkward clutz that he was. He often forgot how well built and attractive he was, Irish charm aside. "An' dude's not cool anymore. I think people say 'bro' now."
"Aw c'mon, you're only as old as you feel, and I feel eighteen! Hell, people still insist I'm only 24." The coyote laughed, playfully thumping the horse on the chest with his knuckles for being difficult. When they were in proper speaking distance of the charming snake and the seductive skunkette, Prowl flashed them his friendliest, casual smile and gave them an acknowledging nod. "Hey there. You whistled?" He offered his paw to shake. "The name's Prowler, but friends call me 'Lucky'. They say 'Prowler' screams 'rapist'." He chuckled, opting to break the ice with some humor.
When Sean didn't introduce himself, the coyote sighed.
"And this is my friend, Rock. His friends call him that because of his ROCK-" He elbowed the stallion on his muscular abdomen, causing him to grunt and give the coyote more room, having been looming over him like an intimidating bodyguard. "-hard abs. But don't worry. He's a real softy inside."
"H-hi." The stallion grumbled, coming off as kind of aloof as he tried to hide his bashfulness. He didn't it well though. His blue eyes were rather expressionate.
"Ah don't mind him, the big guy's just shy." Prowl chuckled. "Have you both been here before?"
[Eddy's]
"GRILLED STEAK, SIDE ORDER OF FRIES WITH GRAVY, ORDER UP!" Eddy the badger placed the tray on the counter and Cassy zipped by on her skates, grabbing it and placing it on the table that ordered it. For a diner that served 25 people at full capacity, it was going remarkably smoothly, considering there were only five waitresses.
"Hiya sweetheart, what'll it be?" Cassy skated up to a newly seated customer and produced a notepad to take his order, chewing her gum nonchalantly.
"Oh I dunno..." The Jack Russel terrier placed an elbow on the table and leaned his head on his palm, gazing up at her dreamily. "How about your phone number?"
Cassy giggled and waved his flirt away. "Nice try puppy, but you're gonna have to learn some new tricks if you like, wanna pick me up." She reached forward and scratched his chin, getting the small dog to shut his eyes happily. "Now what'll it be, honey?
"Oh well... can't blame a dog for trying, huh? I'll have the today's special, and a side order of garlic bread!" The terrier ordered, and Cassy wrote it down, giving him a cute little wink before skating off and sticking the order up over the kitchen nook for Eddy to read. Today was a busy day! Hopefully she'd get to go home early when the other girls start their shifts!
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