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Character(s): Deidara, open
Content: Deidara scopes out the clubbing scene.
Setting: The Wild Ginger [L5]
Time: night
Warnings: Deidara and alcohol

Having spent most of the day wandering to nowhere in particular, Deidara had finally stopped at a place that seemed interesting: The Wild Ginger. And while he hadn't been entirely sure what it was at first sight, it looked far more interesting than most of the places he'd seen. So he'd gone in, and found a rather nice little club. So he sat himself down at the bar, ordered and absinthe suissesse, and settled in to look over the customers.

The girls were appealing him more tonight, though he never had been particularly fond of blond men, which might have explained it (really, no one could work blond hair like he could). But while he liked blond on a woman, today it just wasn't all that appealing. There were just too many of them. And they all looked the same anyway. There was nothing unique about any of them. Even talking to a few revealed them to be oddly shallow.

He would have to look elsewhere for his next canvas, then. It was a pain, but art was worth it. Or maybe someone interesting would walk in. He sipped his drink, leaned easily against the bar, and watched the ocean of blonds for something interesting.

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Lilo peered up at the sign, reading off the name of the establishment as she did so. The Wild Ginger, huh? It sounded like some kind of pseudo-exotic restaurants, like some of the places back home. And after all of the wandering that she and Stitch had done over the course of the day, Lilo was kind of hungry.

"Come on, Stitch," she told her friend. "Let's go see what they have to eat." Without a glance to Stitch to see if he would follow, Lilo entered the establishment and began looking around. There were so many people here, and they looked mostly the same. Except for the lady sitting at the bar in the dark muumuu. Strangest muumuu she'd ever seen, but that made it even more appealing to her. Lilo made her way across the room and climbed up onto one of the stools beside Deidara, looking for a menu. Hopefully, they had good food here.

Stitch nodded and followed Lilo into the supposed restaurant. The place was full of the blonde haired citizens of the domed city, the people he was used to seeing walking around anymore. But, it didn't matter, he was hungry, and he hoped that this place had food.

He followed her towards the bar, and took a seat on Lilo's other side, one seat away from the person in the black muumuu. The place was interesting to him, and he began looking around at all the cool stuff, although he was really looking for a menu, like Lilo.

Deidara raised an eyebrow at the girl--so obvious amongst all these pale blonds--who seemed to be a bit out of place in a nightclub. Had they really let her in? And then, when a small blue thing followed Deidara wondered just how strong this drink was. But he didn't feel drunk yet, and he had never hallucinated just from having some alcohol.

He tilted his head at them as they sat beside him. Did they have any idea what this was?

Well, whatever. Maybe they'd be interesting.

Lilo frowned, having trouble coming up with the menu she sought. Well, she'd give a moment for the server to come by. Maybe he or she would bring one? the Hawaiian girl kept throwing glances at the blonde beside her, taking in the design of the muumuu.

"You have a nice muumuu, ma'am," Lilo complimented Deidara. "Where did you get it?"

Stitch blinked a couple of times, still looking for a menu. He was really hungry, and would start eating some of the glasses if he couldn't get something to eat soon. Lilo had stopped looking for now, but that was ok, he would find something.

He climbed up on the counter, moving to drop behind it, when he heard Lilo ask her question. He wanted to know the answer too, it was an interesting outfit to him too.

Deidara blinked, and then he glared. "Damn brat," he spat, taking another sip of his drink.

Really, who let them in? This place really should be more careful; they were disturbing paying customers, after all. And really, he didn't look like a woman. Fucking brat, was she blind?

"That's not very nice," Lilo pointed out for Deidara, frowning as she did so. Sure, people called her a brat all the time. But they were friends... sort of. "I just wanted to know where you got your muumuu from. It looks pretty."

Really, what kind of person was rude to someone who complimented them? And yes, to Lilo, Deidara looked rather feminine. There were plenty of tourist women in Hawaii who were flat as a washboard. Most people with such blonde hair were either female, or they wore it shorter than that.

"She's right!" Stitch said, blinking at the blonde person. "She was just asking a question." He cocked his head to the side. He was confused on the gender of the person they were sitting by. The person didn't seem that nice anyway, so he turned his attention back to what was behind the counter.

Finding a funny looking bottle sitting on the floor, he grabbed it and took off the top, smelling it. It smelled funny, but he figured he'd try a taste anyway...

Bad idea he thought, it burned all the way down. He put the top back on, he wasn't drinking that stuff again.

(ooc:...I'm corrupting Disney characters, I'm a bad person.)

"I'm not a woman and this is a cloak and who let you two in?" Deidara snapped, gulping down more of his drink and putting the drink down a bit harder than he planned, spilling just a bit of it.

Deidara was reminded just how annoying kids were. They were better as explosions. At least they could scream properly.

Lilo frowned, unappreciative of Deidara's attitude. "I still like it," she mumbled, before the more important question surfaced. "If you aren't a woman, than how come you look like one?"

Deidara's question went intentionally ignored as Lilo glanced at Stitch. "Stitch! Don't drink that stuff! It's bad for you."

Stitch set the bottle back down and looked over at Lilo. He was going to listen to her, mostly because whatever liquid was in that bottle was disgusting. Not something he would want to drink again.

"Ok." He said, blinking at his friend and the blond...man, apparently. "I'm Stitch, your name?" He was trying to be nice, really, he was.

"I don't, un," Deidara snapped at Lilo, eyes narrowing. She wasn't even worth the clay to blow her up--the proportions were all wrong. Maybe her weird little pet, though... Stitch? He grumbled, taking another sip, and sighed. "Deidara."

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