Wanting of Attention, Carnal

[Psyche]

|\Carnal/|
She was bored, she'd admit. There'd been no one around outside the mansion; she assumed they were all inside. She hadn't been to a club in a while so she figured she'd pick up a fun date here. Who knows, maybe they'd kick it off right and it might last--for the whole of five minutes. Might as well see how it went, eh?
Christine looks around, her make-up impeccably placed on her face and her tail well-concealed. She was young, 17, and rightfully probably shouldn't be in this club in particular but she'd laid on the charm at the door.
There was a guy over at the counter, standing there and only ordering one drink. She could tell he was alone because he was looking around, no one was talking to him and he started drinking the moment the glass was handed to him. He was awfully good-looking, so she decided to move in.
"Hey bartender," she says huskily from right next to the man, "gimme the sweetest thing you've got."

[BioHazardEX]

Brian had his fun with Manchester County. There were only so many thing he could blow up there before he'd need to move on, and Magneto certainly wouldn't enjoy him getting killed for no reason. Instead, New York was a big enough city for him to tear down a whole skyscraper before anyone noticed. He took a drink of his coke, he needed to be peek to cause the most damage, and turned to the girl next to him. "Know how to dance?"