"You ready?" Carli asked as we stood ready to enter the lodging house.
"Ready as I'll ever be." I replied as we walked in. We walked in grabbing quite a few stares from people, mainly of the male persuasion. I smiled coyly. Carli had completely transformed me. My hair was down, and I wasn't wearing my glasses or my usual apparel. Carli had lent me a low shoulder baring soft colored green dress. I soon saw Spot, with Sandy pressed close to him, playing poker at a table on the far end.
"So who's winning?" I asked. Spot eyes turned to me. He looked me up and down, as if he recognized me yet didn't know how. Then it was as if it finally hit him.
"Siren?" He asked completely taken of guard.
"In the flesh." I smiled brightly. I then looked over to Sandy who had a horrified and jealous look on her face.
"God, what happened ta youse?" He asked rising from his seat and spun me around once to get a good look at me.
"Nothing much, just a new dress, and some makeup. You like?"
"I like." He smiled. "So youse feel like playing some poka'?" He asked. I thought for a moment.
"Sure." I replied. Spot gave me his seat, and unintentionally pushed Sandy out of the way.
"Care ta introduce us ta dis beautiful young lady?" One of his friends stated as he began to deal the cards.
"Siren." I replied.
"How come I'se haven't seen youse around 'ere before?" He asked.
"Oh, I've been around." I replied.
"You know a beautiful thing such as yourself should have an escort home, and I'd be willing ta…"
"I'se taking 'er home." Spot cut the guy off. His voice somewhat threatening.
"Are you now?" I replied unaware of it.
"Yes, I'se am." He replied. And we began playing poker. By the end of the night I had won a nice chunk of change, and having a blast.
" Hey I'm gonna head home. You gonna be ok?" Carli came up to me, hinting towards a boy who most likely was going home with her. I smiled wildly.
"Oh, I'll be fine. How about you?" I winked. She just laughed and made her way out of the building with a cute gentleman. By twelve o'clock the party had pretty much ended.
"So Spot youse taking me home or what?" Sandy asked poutingly.
"Sorry, Sandy, I'se told Siren, I'd take 'er home. I'se can get Shark ta take ya dough." He offered.
"Don't bother." She retorted then hurried out of the place.
"You sure it's ok with 'your girlfriend' that you're taking me home?" I asked suspiciously.
"Me goilfriend? Oh Sandy, naw we'se ain't tageda. She jist wasn't what I was looking fo'." He replied.
"Oh." I smiled faintly.
"So youse ready ta go?"
"Yeah."