“Shiiiiit, I guess those guys didn't like how loud we got… or the mess we made~? Fuckin' nerds…!” The mark she had been given by her minx clear for all to see along with certain other traits related to the dishevelment of divine deliciousness and the mad dash which had followed, Miss Marcello pushed her hand back through her hair to straighten it out some as she strolled alone the street with her sweater and skirt somewhat askew and the scarlet of satisfaction clear in her cheeks, turning to her lady lover as she reflected upon the uptight attitude she had not expected and seemed to do so with no small share of chagrin along with it.
“Oh well, at least we grabbed the brew~? Wanna keep going~?” At the very least feeling happy however that in all the drama of them being booted from their previous bar that she had the forethought to sweep up the practically bubbling pitcher of horridly mixed drinks, the girl seemed to spy an unoccupied piece of street furniture and decide that it was the ideal and unjudging spot they needed to continue their little game, and as such assumed a position atop it as she invited her fair friend to join her upon it with a grin. After all, in their world the evening had only just begun…!