Roswell Fanatics

~Michael~

Looking up at the front of the line, I grin. "Come on guys, follow me." I say as I walk to the front to a blond headed woman.

"Patrice, babe. How's it goin'?" I ask, flashing her a smile.

"Michael. Long time no see." She says as she traces her finger down my chest.

"Yeah, I was out of town. But I was thinking about you the whole time I was gone." I lie. "Mind if we cut in here?"

Patrice leans up to my ear and whispers.

"Save me a dance, and you can do whatever you want." she licks her lips suggestively.

"You got it babe." I grin and motion for the guys to follow me when the bouncer lets us in.

Looking at the guys, I smile. "See how easy that was?"

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/ ... ACE_mp.jpg <<<< her outfit/dress

Maria

I slither into Liz's room just as I hear her asking which dress she should wear, I like them all. I mean they're all fabulous and would looking stunning on Liz but which should she wear? I love the cream number but then I don't know the black Gucci dress is definately a favorite. Tess says the black Gucci dress and I agree, "I'd go with that one too,"

Isabel

"Oh Liz the black gucci definatley!" I say. My girls are so gourgeous.


"Ok so you guys think this is good??" I ask holding up the dress i chose

Name: Mario Molina
Age: 23
Status: Mario is Angela's cousin, they were like brother sister growing up. He's pretty quiet and reserved. Never having to worry hasn't made his life any easier because although he'll be set up for life and will eventually take over his fathers position as president in charge of a huge set of airline companys that are about to merge it's not what he really wants to do with his life. Mario is very passionate about animals and wants nothing more then to be a vet but his father tells him that job holds no real future for him and if he goes ahead with his dreams that he will be cut off completely.
Motto: Creativity requires the courage to let go of certainties
Quote: "I want the chance to fail."

<<<Max>>>

As we follow Michael into the club, I smile at how easy it is for him to get us into the club. Oh the perks of having friends with connections.

"See how easy that was?" Michael says looking back at us.

I look around the club. It seems to be pretty lively.

“So what’s your pleasure gentlemen?” I ask my comrades.

LIZ

It was definately a toss up between the cream and the black Gucci but I know that my girls have a good sense of style. So I go with the black and hurry to apply some simple makeup. You know, mascara a dab of eye shadow and some lip gloss. I'm ready to go and as I walk out into the living room I'm stunned by the visuals.

"Oh my god you guys look HOT!" I squeal, "Men of Roswell watch out!" I wink, "So, are we all ready to go? I have a limo waiting outside."

ALEX

"A coke for me." I tell Max before looking around. The club was full - not so packed that you couldn'T move but many people were here. Most of them in their mid twenties-early thirties, trying to have fun and probably hoping ot not go home alone.

Ah, I guess the beds in the corners and the big one on the dance floor are the reason why the club is called "Bed". Nice idea. I wonder if Michael is already thinking of buying the place and if yes, how he'd change the interior.

~Michael~

"Tequila." I tell Max. Looking at Alex, I smirk and place my hand on his shoulder. "Coke? You come to a club to drink a coke? You really do need to get laid man."

I look around the club and can't help but grimace at the way they have it decorated. Sure, the women dancing in cages are a nice effect but beds in the corners and flowers on the tables? It's a club, not a bed and breakfast. Otherwise, the club is booming. The music is great and the bass is thumping so loudly that you can feel it in your bones. Just the way it should be.

"Well other than the frilly girl shit on the tables, the place definately isn't bad."

Michael

I roll my eyes at Michael's comment. "Michael, unlike common believe, driving drunk isn't cool ... especially not when cops are watching and I've seen two cop cars parked outside." As if it is a crime to not drink alcohol.

Spotting the flowers now too, I can't help but agree with Michael, the flowers are wrong.

"You sure that this is just a dance club? Maybe the beds are used for live shows." Kyle suggests with a smirk.

~Michael~

"If there are live shows, I want to wanna know when. Just cause I'm not looking for someone to take home and fuck doesn't mean I have anything against watching." I say with a smile.