A little spice

Ariel smiles and walks slowly towards the pier, her body language that of someone who was enjoying this atmosphere. With the noise of the party behind them, the quiet seemed extra so, and the darkness on the lake even blacker. Heading onto the pier, Ariel knows the way and wanders towards the end, eventually reaching it in silence. The glow from the fire seemed far away now, and the noise drifted beyond them on the wind.

"Mmm... I always liked it here," Ariel muses. The breeze toyed with a few loose strands of her hair, curling them around her face. She looks out across the water, then up at the moon and stars. "It's just so peaceful... quiet. I'd much rather be here at night than during the day."

Glancing over her shoulder, she has to look up to see Trey's eyes and only now does she realize just how tall he is. She grins a little, then turns back to her stargazing. "No matter where I am, the stars will always be shining. I guess I find that kind of comforting or something."


"Uh-huh." Wayne watches the passing scenery. "Yeah, it was fun. Nice to get to know them a little more. They got a lot of potential and... they seem to work well together." He shrugs. "Time will tell."

Leaning his head back, he grows silent... perhaps a little quieter than normal. After a while though, he winds up cracking some joke that starts small talk until they reach Guthrie Square and split up for the night.


Though Carson doesn't turn around, a grin creases his lips when he hears Misty's voice. Still washing a pan at the sink, he throws a sly glance over his shoulder. "Oh, I dunno... If my wife found out I was staying late with a sheila like you, she might meet me at the door and put that knife of hers to my neck."

Rinsing out the pan and setting it aside, he gives the counter a quick go-over with a towel. As he turns, he pauses and looks at Misty, the grin still on his face. "Of course... we wouldn't want things to get boring, now would we?"

He gives Misty a wink before slinging the towel over his shoulder and wandering to the doorway just inches from her. "A little spice never hurt anyone, ay?"

His grin turns into a smile as he reaches out and pulls Misty roughly to him, wrapping his arms around her and swaying just a little. "A minute or two couldn't hurt, right?" Leaning down and cocking his head, he plants a passionate kiss on Misty's lips before pulling back and smiling at her. "Thanks for coming in. It was getting too quiet down here."