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Main campfire, Saturday morning

Rizzo, sitting on top of one of the picnic tables by the unlit fire, leaned back and folded her legs in the tight black dress she had found in her closet this morning. Loose t-shirts and those jeans? So not her style. Why she even had them, she didn't know. She had woken up with the worst craving for a cigarette, a need she was now satisfying with a long drag and relieved exhale. She held the cigarette loosely in one hand, leaning back on the other as she surveyed the goings-on around her with an amused little smile, sunglasses perched on top of her head at the moment.

[[In a startling turn of events, open for interaction! *grin*]]

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"Yeah?" she asked snapping her gum with a grin. "I bet you're more interesting then the school, the school's kinda crap, not as cool as Rydell... Fandom High? I never knew there was another school in town... It must be hidden 'cause..."

She looked him up and down.

"If all the guys there look like you I think I'd like to transfer."

Pip shrugged. "I think I'm the only one with an eyepatch."

~~Pippi~~ Jan dropped into a casual posture with one hand on her hip and the opposite knee popped out.

"I wasn't looking at your eyes."

"And what were you looking at, then?"

Jan tilted her head and blew a bubble as she walked around him aparazingly.

"Arms, chest... the usual."

Jan had a thing for blonds, the long hair was kinda weird though. Going by the way he talked he was imported so maybe that was just normal where he was from. Of course he didn't go to Rydell and he wasn't a T-Bird... But he was hot enough to make up for those shortcomings.

She finished her appraisal and looked up at him, trying to be as cool as possible.

"Eyepatch is an interesting look though."

"It was either that or a glass eye. Glass eye seemed creepy."

No reaction what so ever. Jan was starting to think that either she was doing something wrong, or that this foreign guy was a little... Funny.

"Never seen a guy with a glass eye. I'll take your word for it." she said sidling up a little closer to him and playing with a lock of her hair. "I'm Jan by the way. What's your first name Burnadette?"

"Pip," Pip responded.

Jan moved a little closer.

"And what do you do for fun... Pip?" she asked pointedly.

"Sex, explosions, and the occasional spar."

Long hair and weird accent aside this guy was officially way more cool then any of the T - Birds.

"Did you have any plans for any of those today?" She asked running a finger down his forearm.

Oh yeah. She'd show Rizzo.

Pip had been thinking about what Nadia had said. He could see Pippi in a sexual light.

But this wasn't Pippi, and taking advantage of that fact would be the height of wrong.

"I was planning to improvise," Pip responded.

Jan was wondering if this imported guy went well with twinkies like that Swiss Colony wine Frenchie sometimes broke out. (Hey, it's a dessert wine!)

"Improvisation is good." she said coyly like she saw girls in movies do still playing with his arm. Oooh Putzie would be so jealous. Maybe they'd fight over her.

That would be so cool.

Pip lifted up the arm she was playing with and scratched the back of his head. "Yes," he responded. "Yes it is."

Obviously, this was some sort of yawn-and-stretch maneuver. Jan took the opportunity to slip up next to him under the arm he was scratching his head and put an arm casually around his waist.

Are you watching this Rizz?

"I bet you're very creative."

Eeep.

Pip stretched a little. "And as it is, I'm thinking I should hit the gym for a bit. Keep in shape and all."

"You're shape looks fine to me. But, I'll see ya 'round then." she said.

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