If You Do It, Do It Right

Taylor laughed, relieved to have passed through the Heather discussion without incident. She never ceased to marvel at how she was able to control her mouth these days. If she were talking to Natasha a year ago, they'd be in mid-brawl by now.

Besides, Heather probably just got work done before she got involved with Natasha. Shrug.

"I did not bring that up." Taylor pointed out, holding up her hands, palms out, defensively. "I guarantee I've been doing a lot more porn than you in the last year, though!" She gave her a half-drunk, and thoroughly self-satisfied grin.

She finally remembered her drink and took it from Natasha so she could have a free hand. She threw back half of it, and then pointed at Natasha with the hand holding the glass. "A'right, so, I already know how I'd beat you if we had a match. It's not even hard. You remind me a little of Natalia, and like, you guys are crabs, and I'm the seagull." She pressed her fingertips together to form a beak and began pecking at the palm of her other hand. "I'll just flip you over and peck you in half so I can eat your guts."

She turned the beak on Natasha and snapped it open and shut at her nose. "You don't have to feel bad about it or anything. There's no shame in losing to me, it's like, inevi... inevtible." She stumbled over the word, and loudly laughed it off, bending at the waist and putting a hand on Natasha's arm for support. "Ohhh, I'm retarded. But it's okay, 'cause I'm suuuuper sexy! Right?" She said, turning to a random person and poking him with her finger as he passed. "RIGHT?"

"I know but you were thinking it right?" Natasha couldn't help but chuckle at Taylor's claim that she had done more porn than she had, not because she found that absurd, but instead because the image of the woman who had once mocked her for taking part in hentai matches getting down and dirty with her man was too much fun not to giggle at. "Oh now that sounds like a challenge Taylor!" She called out while stretching her arm out towards the woman pointing a finger at her as if accusing her of something. "I bet that Heather and I wait....how would we even compare who had the most sex over the last year?!" She ended up saying, laughing at her own absurdity before noticing the waitress had returned, taking the drinks from her with Taylor taking hers almost immediately.

Tapping her glass against Taylor's Natasha then downed the entire drink in one go, feeling her head grow a little hazy but otherwise she didn't notice any ill effects, though others nearby likely noticed her almost dropping her glass in her bid to place it on a nearby table. Noticing the drink in Taylor's outstretched hand she reached out as if to take the drink from her, thinking it was being offered at first, but as Taylor continued speaking Natasha narrowed her eyes and just grinned at her while her hands returned to her hips.

"Oh so you already know I'd lose, is that what I'm hearing? Or did you just mix up the words beat and lose to in your drunk head?" She said with a rather loud laugh before she reached out and poked Taylor in her right breast. "I'll admit to some similarities, but just because you beat her doesn't mean you could beat this crab." She said slapping her hand against her own breast this time. "This crab is actually better on her back...wait I didn't mean...or maybe I did, whatever I'll just catch you in my pincers and crush you with my legs!" She put her hands back on her waist and stuck out her chest as if striking a victory pose, only to almost fall over when Taylor grabbed onto her arm for support.

Natasha joined in on the fun as she stepped forward and poked the same man Taylor just had, giggling as the guy went to say something but quickly decided against it and walked away. "Yea you better run from all of this!" She called out before turning back to Taylor and running her hands down over the woman's sides, outlining the woman's curves before wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling Taylor in against her side. "Of course Taylor, super sexy, I'm soooo jealous of Johnny right now! What about me, I'm super sexy too right?" She asked while looking into Taylor's eyes with her best impression of puppy dog eyes.

"Really? If you're dating Heather I wouldn't think you'd spend much time on your back." She giggled. She couldn't help it.

She smacked Natasha's handsy hands away with a rapid flurry of hand-slapping, and then wagged her finger at her. "No," she said firmly. "No way. Like, your pecs are all flabby and squishy and I bet you're hung like an infant!" She said, drawing circles in the air with her finger around each part. "You've got fe-man-boobs! Gross!" She giggled some more. "You'll never be half the man Johnny is!"

She threw back the rest of her cocktail, and smiled absently as her insides filled up again with the warm fuzzy feeling of impending inebriation. "Well," she relented, slurring her speech just a little bit, and found a place to put her glass. "I guess you're pretty okay. I'm still hotter, though. Just ask anyone other than anyone but Johnny. HEY!" She said, suddenly excited. "I do an awesome Heather impression. Wanna hear it?"

Without waiting for an answer, she put both hands over her mouth. "Mmfmfmfnmfnfm!" Was all that came out, and when she dropped her hands she was plunged into a helpless infectious giggle-fit that threatened to completely incapacitate her.

Finally finding the time to head over to the bar, Heather let out a long sigh, driving there dressed in her dark purple dress with her purple bow and belts. She wasn't one for drinking, but she knew what she was getting herself into and she planned on making the most of it. Finally arriving at the place, she entered in, seeing Natasha talking to Taylor, partly thinking that nothing good was possible to come out of that.

However it seemed like nothing major had happened, which was a relief. Her heart skipped a beat though as she saw the scene still. The last time she talked with Taylor, the girl shoo'd her away at the park. She was hoping tonight wouldn't be a similar instance. However of course, the first thing she heard was the girl's 'impression' of her, causing her to shake her head and sigh and walk up to the two.

"You're going to have to work on that a little more." She let out, trying to muster a grin, her arms crossed as she looked in Taylor's direction, hoping for a decent reaction from her.

Natasha barely managed to hold back her laughter after Taylor's comment about not being her on her back while sleeping with Heather, only for the woman to then do something even more amusing as her hands turned into a blur slapping away her hands. At first she figured Taylor would say something about not wanting to be touched by a porn star, old habits died hard after all, but when the woman began to ramble on comparing Natasha to Johnny's obviously firmer body she couldn't help but laugh and laugh loud, Natasha just happy she hadn't still been drinking at the time.

"You're right Taylor-san, my soft and bouncy body could never be as hard and solid as Johnny's!" She said trying to sound depressed by the revelation, even narrowing her eyes and making her lips tremble for a few moments, but she ended up giggling anyway.

Her eyes then opened up rather wide as Taylor said well, Natasha leaning in closer to the woman as it sounded like she was about to say something more serious, only to then flash Taylor a pleased smile as the girl complimented her. It was something a year ago she would have never even dreamed of hearing, though it took her a few moments in her inebriated state to figure out the line "Just ask anyone other than anyone but Johnny", but once she did she reached out and patted Taylor's shoulder while giggling softly. "Thank you Taylor, its ummm well, its great to hear that from you. And sure hit me."

Natasha watched as Taylor went into her impression and while puzzled at first she picked up the meaning halfway through, putting a hand over her mouth as she couldn't stop herself from laughing softly. She abruptly stopped when she heard a very familiar voice behind her, turning around to find Heather had finally managed to get to the club. She glanced between the two women not sure what to expect, sure she and Taylor seemed to have moved past their initial impressions of each other from a year ago but Taylor and Heather had a bit more history than that, she wasn't sure how this would go but decided to try and make it a pleasant exchange.

"Heather you finally made it!" She called out while waving the woman over. "Look who I ran into for the first time since the temple games, and at her return to AFW party no less. Now come on get over here so I can give you a hug and kiss you already!" Natasha shouted out loud enough for several club goers to turn towards her obviously waiting to watch the two women kiss, though she flashed them all an evil glare and they for the most part turned away.

Taylor laughed and laughed, until Heather showed up.

"Oh, shit!"

Then she laughed even harder. She doubled over and made a show of staggering to the side, clinging to a random club-goer for support for a moment before she recovered enough to stand and re-join the conversation. She wiped a tear from her eye.

"Maaaaaan, I'm doing the best I can, here!" She protested against Heather's critique and held up her hands. "I've just got these to work with. Do you know how hard it is to simulate someone's ass over your face with your hands? Well, I guess you never really need to simulate it."

She excitedly tapped Natasha's arm with the back of her hand, repeatedly. "Hey, hey," she said. "Hey, how many people does it take to give Heather a pedicure? Give up? Two. One to do her feet, and the other to sit on her face!" She burst out laughing hysterically again.

"Awwwwww, c'mon, I'm kinda funny, right? We need to get some drinks in you bitches, and in this bitch right here." She pointed with her thumbs at her chest. "Quick, it might help loosen up Heather's little stutter. Who's buying?"

"Tch.." Heather tried her best to keep calm as Taylor kept up her fun. She heard her continue to go on with those jokes of Heather being facesat, causing her to blush a little, her eyes shutting as she bit her lip. She was trying her hardest not to lash out at her, knowing that it wouldn't be the smartest thing to do.

"Very funny" She simply let out, sighing out as Natasha would improve her mood, saying what she did, though she couldn't help but blush even deeper as she asked her to come over to her and give her a hug and a kiss. Heather would move over to her and give her a quick peck on her lips before hearing the rest of Taylor's words.

"..I..dont..drink..but maybe if you're the one who's buying, something just little." She would let out, wanting to make it a pleasant encounter as well, just as Natasha did.

"A'right, fuck it, everyone's on me. For the rest of the night!" Taylor turned to find her trusty bartender, and called at him once she spotted him. "Heeeeeeeeeeeeyyy!" But she couldn't be heard over the thumping music and the noise of the crowd. Taylor pouted, cocked her hips to the side, and looked at Natasha.

"Hey," she raked her long bangs to the side and out of her face. "Do you wanna get a round? Put it all on my tab. 'Cause I have a taaab." She took a moment and adjusted the hem of her little pleated skirt and tugged at her choker. She ran her fingers up her pink fishnet-clad thigh while her brain took a quick break. She liked the way they felt. The fishnets.

"Oh, right, so what's up Heather? Is Cecelia around or whatever?"

As Heather came over Natasha was true to her word, wrapping her arms around the woman before leaning in to plant a soft kiss upon her lips. Heather surprised her though by only allowing her to give the woman a quick kiss, Natasha looking at Heather with a puzzled expression for a few moments but she decided to just let it go.

Natasha had heard stories about Taylor from Heather but she had never really known what the two were like to each other until that very moment, the french woman feeling quite the chill coming from Heather as she watched Taylor perform further impersonations of her as well as following up her show with another joke. Natasha knew she shouldn't but with the drinks in her she couldn't suppress her laughter for long, a short bit of snickering coming from her before she was able to cover her mouth with her hands.

When Taylor asked her to go get the drinks Natasha was only too happy to accept, it wasn't everyday she got Heather to drink so even if she had to share drunken Heather it was too good an opportunity to pass up. "Oh sure, I will just leave the two of you then to catch up just play nice alright?" Natasha said, glancing between the two women as she spoke making it clear she meant both of them when she said to play nice, the last thing she needed was to have to break up a fight between them, even if that did sound quite hot.

Natasha would leave the two before Taylor mentioned Cecilia, making her way through the packed club over to the bar which just had to be on the other side of the room. A few slaps to groping hands later Natasha emerged from the crowd to the counter, waving down the bartender easily enough as he ignored the men huddled around the area to give her his full attention. "I need a round of drinks for me and my friends, just make sure to make one of them extra strong alright?" She said quickly but just as the bartender turned around to make them she reached out and tugged on his sleeve.

"Oh and this is going on Taylor's tab but here, make sure you use my card to pay off her tab alright?" Natasha finished saying before handing the man her credit card, figuring why the hell not.

Heather clicked her tongue a little at the fact that Natasha was laughing along with Taylor's jokes, even though she was trying to hold it in. She would have to talk with her later about that, though she figured Natasha wasn't happy with that little kiss anyways.

"W-we will!" Heather let out before Natasha would head to get the drinks. Heather just had this whole tension she was feeling around Taylor for some reason, her jokes just furthering that feeling. She was trying her best and she wanted nothing more than the meeting to go pleasantly, turning back to Taylor as she would hear her words to her.

"Uh, Cecilia?" Heather tilted her head a bit at her words, shrugging her shoulders. "I have no clue? Why ask that?"