The Spiral III

[Cayce]

Lexi closed her hands experimentally, wondering if that would stop the twitching, and then ran her hands over her face. It had been stupid to come here, stupid to antagonize a cop, stupid to try and cut a line over a fucking sink, and above all, stupid for not taking a hit before coming here.

"What am I doing?" she mumbled, picking up one of the shots. She stared at it, turning it around, studying the play of the light through it, and then downed it suddenly. It slid down the back of her throat, settling in her stomach like a pool of lead, and she grimaced momentarily. Apparently, she was trying to turn her life into the personification of a train wreck. She used the bar to rise from her seat, hands shaking slightly on the scratched wood, and shot a look at the remaining shots, almost as if she thought they were filled with sulfuric acid.

"Hey, um, I'm gonna head out," Alexis called in passing, looking a bit pale as she passed through the doors of the Spiral. She called a cab and waited right outside the Spiral...

[Rory]

Rory reached the bar and lifted a hand, then laid it down, waiting to catch Old Man's eye rather than knocking on the bar. He tried a friendly smile and pointed to Agent J Derevko and Daysha Jackson and then himself, then twirled his finger in the gesture for another round.

He looked over at Alexis Kane , debating on whether or not to try an apology when she downed the shot and called it a night. She didn't look great, but he was still feeling a bit awkward about their earlier introduction -- it hadn't been much of a trust-building exercise.

Still, old habits die hard.
He reached over and tossed back one of the remaining abandoned shots and briskly followed, wiping a hand across his mouth as the cheap tequila slithered down his throat, pausing at the back for a moment just to let him know just how cheap it was.

"Hey."

Hands in the pockets.

"I just wanted to properly apologize for, before. You're not leaving because of that, are you? Because I can leave, and you can stay with your... cousin."

[Cayce]

Alexis was already moving out the door when she heard Daysha's question and didn't bother to respond. She kept walking until she was in the parking lot and then turned to face Rory, not wanting to discuss it in front of the entire bar. She didn't look pissed, or sad, or self conscious, or any other emotion the Rory might have guessed. Instead she looked irritated, like she had a pounding headache that was just starting, and it was, as well as pale and shaky.

"Look, Rory," she said, giving him a pained smile, "if I had a problem with it, you'd know about it. Besides, why would I want to part the co-conspirators," she mocked, pulling a face. "Just don't worry about it. I just, like, really need to get home, ok? I'll just call a cab, head home, and have a quiet night." Once I can get to my stash. "Why don't u go on inside?"

She reached up to brush hair out of her face, her hand trembling.

[Rory]

Rory looked at Alexis Kane 's complexion, and studied the hand for a moment before finally nodding.

"Well, cool, then," he said, smiling faintly.

It wasn't his business.

"I can be a good listener, if you need one," Rory shrugged, hands still in his pockets.

"Anyway, have a good night."

He just couldn't bring himself to say 'nice to meet you'... it just sounded too trite, and also put an unfair burden on her to agree out of politeness.

Turning to head back in, he hoped the drinks would be sitting on the bar and he could relax. He'd already blocked out what Daysha said, filing it away to consider later, through a less foggy lens.

[Forn Clakes]

Sarah laughed also, nodding with agreement. Then came the unfolding drama coming from elsewhere in the bar and she sighed. She know she shouldn't get involved, it had nothing to do with her but....then she wouldn't be good at her job. Sarah got the attention of the bartender and ordered another round of drinks, the same as whatever they had each be drinking before. Except for the Bud; Sarah ordered a glass of white wine for herself. She'd had enough of Urine R'Us.

"You want another, Harlowe?" Sarah offered.