[Alex actually laughs; it's a sharp, raspy cackle. Moves? Her?]
Do I look like I plan to move anytime soon?
[She's slouched in a leather chair, one high-heeled foot propped up on her knee, sipping something colorful through a long straw. Nothing about her posture suggests "party girl", or even remotely "chat me up, fellas".]
get it started.
Do I look like I plan to move anytime soon?
[She's slouched in a leather chair, one high-heeled foot propped up on her knee, sipping something colorful through a long straw. Nothing about her posture suggests "party girl", or even remotely "chat me up, fellas".]