NOTE: Well, it's been a long-ass time between updates, but I finally got back to these two.

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PART 2

Lauren looked over at Kenzi with a skeptical eye. The raven-haired woman was deep in conversation with Trick, who was in his usual position behind the bar, discussing something she was pretty sure she didn't want to know about. She couldn't believe that she'd agreed to let the con artist take her out for a drink, but Bo had been so adorable when she was explaining the whole thing that she didn't have the heart to tell the succubus no. Which is how she ended up at The Dal, sandwiched between one sinfully delicious looking Bo and a typically shifty looking Kenzi whom she was certain was up to something that wasn't entirely above-board.

"Relax," Bo whispered against her ear, causing a small frisson of desire to roll down her spine. "She just wants to try and make it up to you for the SNAFU earlier."

Lauren licked her lips and nodded as she traced a finger over the smooth, polished surface of the bar in front of her. "I know," she said softly, knowing that Bo would be able to hear her clearly. "I just… it's strange to be out with the both of you where she isn't making lewd or suggestive comments. Or, insulting me," she added, almost as an afterthought.

Bo sighed heavily and pursed her lips thoughtfully as she studied the shy doctor. "That's just Kenzi being Kenzi," she murmured, placing a hand on Lauren's forearm to make sure she had her attention. "She doesn't mean it-"

"Yes, she does," Lauren interrupted her, finally tearing her eyes away from the lacquered bar top and looking at the brunette.

"Okay." Bo nodded. "What I should have said was that she doesn't mean most of it. She just likes to try and shock people. She's actually told me that she likes you and thinks you're fun."

"Actually," Kenzi called out as she placed two glasses of a clear alcohol down in front of her companions. "I said that after-hours Lauren was kind of fun."

Lauren arched a brow at Bo to indicate that she stood by her earlier observations, to which the succubus answered with an equally silent shrug of defeat. She knew Lauren wasn't Kenzi's favorite person but she'd been hoping that her roommate's offer to make amends would lead to, at the very least, a cease-fire between the two women.

Kenzi watched the silent exchange that took place between the two women and knew that whatever wasn't being said was about her. "What?" she demanded as she crossed her arms over her chest defiantly.

Bo pleaded silently with Lauren to just let it go and try to have a good time and she let out a soft sigh of relief as she watched Lauren roll her eyes dramatically before turning back toward Kenzi. "Nothing," she said softly. "Thanks for the drink."

Kenzi shrugged and picked up her glass. "Eh, a drink is the least I could do after I accidentally faeser'd you this morning," she conceded before she knocked back her drink. She slapped the glass back down on the counter and grinned devilishly at Trick. "Trick, my man!" she crowed. "That was some good shit!"

Trick laughed and nodded. "I am aware of that, Kenzi. But that's an aged tequila which is meant to be sipped, not slammed like a shot."

"What is it?" Lauren asked as she picked up her glass to study the clear liquid inside it. She lifted it to her nose and sniffed the alcohol.

"Casa Noble Resposado," Trick answered with a nod and a grin as he wiped down the counter just to the right of where Kenzi was standing.

"Good. Shit." Kenzi nodded as she held her glass out toward Trick and wiggled it suggestively.

"It should be at sixty dollars a bottle," Trick pointed out.

"That's not a very big bottle," Bo said and Trick just nodded. It wasn't a big bottle at all, it looked like it didn't even hold two pints of alcohol.

Kenzi furrowed her brow as she studied the bartender. She dug in her pocket for some cash and slapped three wrinkled twenties down on the bar. "Give us the bottle."

"Kenzi," Bo gasped. "It's just tequila."

"Nuh-uh." Kenzi shook her head. "No way I'm going back to Cuervo after drinking that. Try it and tell me I'm wrong."

Bo frowned and sipped her tequila like Trick had said they were supposed to. She nodded appreciatively as the smooth alcohol slid down her throat. "Wow," she murmured, holding her glass up to study the remaining liquid. "Totally worth it. You can shoot me with a taser any time you want if this is how you make it up to me."

"Told ya. Hotpants?" Kenzi asked, nodding indicatively at the glass that the blonde doctor was still studying closely. "You gonna drink that?"

Lauren looked through the clear glass at Bo who was already so incredibly tempting and nodded slowly. "One won't hurt," she agreed as she took a small sip. "Dear Lord that is good," she practically moaned as she set her glass back down on the bar.

Bo sucked in a breath and held it in as she tried to control her libido that had suddenly jumped from zero to 'take her now' at the sound of the blonde's throaty observation. She was so lost in trying to control herself, in fact, that she practically jumped out of her skin when Kenzi decided to speak.

"Yo, Bo," the dark-haired woman said as she snapped her fingers in front of the succubus' face. "Everything hunky-dory?"

"Mmm," Bo murmured before she cleared her throat. "Yeah. Fine. Why?" she asked, purposefully avoiding Lauren's concerned gaze.

"No reason, your eyes just kinda…" the quirky con artist's voice trailed off as she put two and two together. "Right. More tequila. Drink up ladies, we're going to bring out after-hours Lauren if it kills me."

Lauren shot Kenzi a look but chose to take the high road and not say anything, instead focusing her attention on Bo who was still looking a little frazzled. "You okay?" she murmured, placing a concerned hand on the brunette's forearm.

"Absolutely," Bo replied, carefully avoiding eye contact with the blonde as she picked up her glass and finished off the alcohol that was left inside it. She just needed a minute to get herself under control; she didn't want Lauren thinking of her as being dangerous. "Fill 'er up Kenz," she muttered, holding her glass out toward her roommate for a refill.

Kenzi reached for the glass but an unexpected movement out of the corner of her eye caused her to turn her attention away from her friend's empty glass toward a group that was amassed on the other side of the bar. "Whoa."

"Whoa, what?" Lauren asked as she turned to see what had garnered Kenzi's attention. "Oh," she drawled, a small grin tweaking her lips. "Yeah, that tends to happen when they drink," she explained in an offhand, clinical manner as she leaned back against the bar to enjoy the show. Odds were good that it was going to get a little more out of control before Trick, who was trying to force his way through the throng surrounding the table, managed to calm things back down.

"What are 'they'?" Kenzi asked.

"Nymphs," Lauren explained. "They love to dance, and they often use it as a method to attract potential lovers."

"Why do I have this weird urge to run over there and kiss her senseless?" Kenzi asked hesitantly.

Bo had turned to see what was going on as well and couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. The female nymph was doing a rather seductive dance on a tabletop and was ratcheting up the sexual desire in the group surrounding her with each and every sway of her hips. "Wow, he better get control of that soon," she muttered.

"Because they don't particularly care who they sleep with, they just enjoy the act itself," Lauren explained to Kenzi before turning her attention to Bo who was studying the group surrounding her carefully. "Crowd getting a little excited?" she asked, knowing very well how the succubus could read a person's level of desire.

Bo grinned and nodded as she watched a dark-skinned man who looked remarkably similar to Hale try and slip a bill into the nymph's cleavage. "You could say that."

"So, she's like Bo, but doesn't go all power-sucky death-by-sex on them," Kenzi asked as she continued to study the dancing woman.

"Hey!" Bo argued.

"Not quite," Lauren replied, trying to diffuse the situation before Bo's feelings could get too hurt. "They don't need sex to survive, they just like it."

"So they're sluts," Kenzi surmised.

Lauren rolled her eyes. "They just like having a good time. Didn't you ever read A Midsummer Night's Dream?"

"Yeah, once upon a time," Kenzi drawled. "Wasn't that the play that was basically a ginormous orgy?"

"Okay, enough sex talk," Bo interrupted. She was having a hard enough time controlling herself with all of the sexual energy pulsing through the crowd on the other side of the bar, calling to her, awakening her hunger, and talking about sex wasn't exactly helping.

"Hmm," Kenzi murmured as she watched Trick jump up to slap a drooling werewolf over the head before pushing the pup out of his way so he could keep gaining ground on the gyrating woman. "Wonder how many of these-" she wiggled her glass out in front of the three of them indicatively "-it would take to get Blondie here up there with her?"

Lauren laughed and turned an appraising eye on the woman to her left. "You don't have enough tequila to make me do that," she said, tilting her head toward the nymph who was now busy trying to pull Trick up onto the table to dance with her. "Been there, done that, learned my lesson the first time – thank you very much."

"Whoa-whoa-whoa Hotpants!" Kenzi cried as she turned to face the smirking blonde. "Been there, done that?"

A slow, wholly unrepentant grin tweaked the blonde's lips at the memory of her night with the dancing nymph. "Oh, yeah," she drawled.

"Why is it that I don't think she's talking about the dancing?" Kenzi asked Bo.

"Because I'm pretty sure she's not talking about dancing," Bo answered.

"Yeah. See, while I'm not big on the whole lesbian lovin' thing, I totes gotta hear this story." Kenzi nodded as she filled each of their glasses.

"Yeah," Bo agreed, turning to face Lauren. "What happened?"

Lauren arched a brow at Bo and tilted her head at the group surrounding the nymph who was now grinding against Trick's back and allowing random Fae to shove bills down the back of her pants. "I don't think you want me to answer that."

Bo looked over at the nymph and nodded. "You're right. I don't."

Kenzi stomped her foot. "I do!"

Bo grinned at her roommate. "Aw, Kenz, are you wondering about what it's like on the softer side?"

"No!" Kenzi scoffed. "Well, I mean, not for me… but just, generally speaking, you know…"

Lauren laughed softly at Kenzi's rambling as she watched the crowd surrounding the nymph grow increasingly agitated. "Excuse me, please," she said as she pushed up off the bar. "I'm going to go help Trick."

"Should we…" Bo spoke up, waving a questioning hand between herself and Kenzi.

Lauren shook her head. "You should probably stay out of the way. Just in case. Keep her-" she tilted her head at Kenzi "-out of the way since she's suddenly become a little bi-curious."

"Hey!" Kenzi whined.

Lauren chuckled and quickly crossed the room to where things were really getting out of control.

Bo watched the blonde with a concerned eye as she hopped up onto the table in front of the nymph, surprising the woman enough that she stopped dancing. A sharp stab of jealously shot through her as she watched the doctor smile and lean in to whisper something in the nymph's ear and her jaw about came unhinged when the two women jumped off of the table and headed for the nearest exit, Lauren's arm wrapped protectively around the smaller Fae's shoulders.

"What the…" Kenzi murmured.

"I don't know," Bo answered quietly as she watched Trick waving his arms at the crowd surrounding him.

Once the crowd had dispersed, Trick jumped off of the tabletop and meandered over to where Bo and Kenzi were standing. "Enjoy the show?" he asked as he smoothed his wrinkled vest.

Bo shrugged and crossed her arms over her chest. "Where did Lauren go?"

"She's just helping our guest to a nearby tavern," Trick answered vaguely.

"Did Hotpants know her?" Kenzi asked.

Trick shrugged. "I don't know. Why don't you ask her," he said, tilting his head at the door behind them.

Bo turned and let loose a breath she hadn't been aware she'd been holding as she watched Lauren saunter back into the bar. The blonde caught her eye and smiled as she wove through the crowd that was busy returning to the tables they'd abandoned when the nymph had started dancing. She watched Lauren shove her hands in her pockets as she waited for a particularly loud pack of werewolves to pass and she shrugged, as if to blow the entire thing off as not being a big deal, as she neared.

"She's down at MacKeltar's," Lauren told Trick quietly as she resumed her position at the bar beside Bo.

"Thank you," Trick said sincerely.

"So what was up with you and the dancing queen?" Kenzi asked bluntly.

Lauren pursed her lips and shrugged ever so slightly. "Nothing. I just told her that she probably wanted to go somewhere else to hunt, as there was a succubus in the bar as well."

"Nymphs don't like succubi?" Bo asked.

Lauren lifted her glass to her lips and shook her head as she finished what little alcohol was left in her glass. "More like are terrified of," she corrected as she set her glass back down on the bar. She smiled at Trick, who quickly refilled it from a bottle that was stashed beneath the bar. "When it comes down to it, you need to feed to live," she explained, giving Bo a pointed look. "She just likes sex. Nymphs have been killed for trespassing on succubi territory in the past – I just pointed out that it would be in her best interest to find a different hunting ground."

"You two looked awfully chummy," Kenzi pointed out.

Lauren turned to the con artist and shrugged. "Been there, done that, remember?" she reminded the younger woman as she took another sip of her drink.

"Her?" Kenzi squeaked.

Lauren blushed and nodded, causing her hair to fall over her face in a protective curtain, as she set her half-empty glass back down onto the bar.

"Damn. Way to go, Doctor Feel Good! I can't believe you tapped that!"

Lauren rolled her eyes and ignored the comment as she turned her attention to Bo. "You ready to get out of here?" she asked softly as she tucked her hair behind her ears.

Bo licked her lips and nodded. "Yeah. You okay to get home, Kenz?" she asked her roommate.

"I'll make sure she gets into a safe cab," Trick assured the brunette.

"Thanks, Trick," Bo muttered.

"I am a grown woman and all," Kenzi argued.

"Just shut up and drink your tequila," Bo retorted.

"It's good shit." Kenzi nodded as she poured herself another glass.

Bo shook her head and laughed softly. "I'll see you in the morning, Kenz."

"Oh! Do you two need me to, you know…" Kenzi made her right hand into a gun and waved it between the two women.

"No," Lauren said quickly. "No, that's all right, Kenzi. Thank you. We'll be fine."

"Fine with me," Kenzi murmured. "It's not my vag she's going to vamp out on."

Bo rolled her eyes and smacked her roommate upside the head. "Try and behave?"

"Why?"

"Never mind," Bo muttered. "We'll see you later, Trick."

"As always, it was a pleasure." The barman nodded, smiling as he watched Bo follow Lauren protectively out of the tavern.

"So, Trickster," Kenzi drawled once her friends had disappeared into the night. "Tell me about that nymph…"