Help Make It Better

[Beau LaRoux]

Beau shrugged. Hangovers were just something you got used to, and he definitely didn't want to mention to Devyn that he recovered pretty quickly from them. Probably helped that he could essentially crawl up to Liz and borrow her super-metabolism for a few moments, which had this tendency to kick the whole hangover thing out of his system before it even really got started.

Devyn teased; Beau chuckled, shrugging, "Probably more somethin' that'll sound good then help. Hell, who knows: you end up with a happy endin' and it could be one of those rousin' numbers," what Beau didn't add was that he didn't think the chances of this were very high. From what he'd heard, Zoe wasn't one to make a decision quickly or to lose her cool easily. in truth, Beau was half hoping that he could distract Devyn with some pretty girls, though he knew that the clientele at Matt's wasn't always close to their age. They'd still be good though, assuming they didn't run into Mr. Legrange, which was the biggest danger at Matt's.

At least they'd dodge the whole fake ID thing. Beau nodded, not at all surprised to see Devyn produce one. "Sounds like we'll be good to go then,' he said. He went silent for a bit before adding: "You do gotta look out for Mr. Legrange. He likes to hang out at Matt's from time to time, an' he's one of those that don't cotton to the whole underaged drinkin' thing. The rest are pretty easy to dodge," Beau hummed for a bit as he tried to remember who else would show. Slade Konrad, Enders, sometimes Sorcha, never either of the Bellefonte girls...

"Gonna need some wheels though," said Beau as they exited the building. He looked around, considering. 'Don't suppose you got any? We gotta borrow one of the school's otherwise..."

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn blamed her power for why alcohol would hit her system fast and hard, and the same thing with hangovers, but they always lingered for her. If she just stayed asleep for pretty much half of the day after drinking, then she would be fine. If someone woke her up or the general high sense deal, gave her some issues as well. Drinking tended to dull most of her sense but left one enhanced a little, that was actually a side effect to her power that occurred once in a while, but being hangover was a sure way to kick it in. Devyn smiled at Beau words, honestly hoping what he said would be the case because she was tired of ending up feeling like this in the end. She wanted to believe that the things her mother said about her were not true and that she could be happy and make someone happy.

“I will be aiming for that. I’ve gotten into some…trouble sine the whole breakup and a good ending would be the better then the bad ending I keep getting.” Devyn said, partly wishing her life was like I video games where she could restart and try again. Devyn honestly didn’t want to think about guys or girls at all, she was already dealing with a lot of pent up frustration but she wanted to do it. She wanted to be better for Zoe and just in the long run since something was not working in her relationships. First one she apparently had just been used up by them, the next wanted someone more girly and older, and Zoe wanted someone to herself; well that was what Devyn had guessed were the problem. “If I start flirting too hard with someone, pull me back?” Devyn asked since if they were going to be drinking then her self-restraint was going to be even lower.

“Ah, yeah I know of LeGuy. He is my trainer and with the whole problems I have caused, I really can’t get caught by him.” Devyn said with a nervous chuckle as she scratched at her head. She really, really didn’t need to land in anymore trouble with Guy or the school in general. This was not like a public school where they could kick you out, but Devyn didn’t know what they would do to her if she had another strike. Beau brought up transportation; Devyn having forgotten all about that and her normal ride givers were currently pissed off at her because she was no longer their booty call. “I don’t get my motorcycle until I turn eighteen and that is in December so guess you are going to have to get us some wheels then.” Devyn said, not really sure if the school would have keys over to her even if she had her license she was still on watch.

[Beau LaRoux]

Good ending... and it sounded like things had definitely been rough on Devyn. Beau seemed to vaguely recall hearing about some sort of mutant thing going down or whatever, but he didn't generally pay a lot of attention to those sort of rumors and what have you. The latter bit though, where Devyn said he wanted to be pulled back... Beau wasn't so sure. He understood it and all, but, well, part of what he was hoping was to help the other guy move on. If he was too busy holding back...

Aaaand he knew Guy. Great, because that would add another wrinkle. Beau tried to recall if he knew Legrange's schedule. He was fairly certain they'd be safe, since they were creeping up on the weekend and Guy didn't normally head out then. If it came down to it, they could always make a hasty exit. Wouldn't be the first that Beau had managed, and it probably wouldn't be the last.

"We'll aim for borrowin' one of theirs," said Beau, nodding. "'cuz you don't wanna try an' use the shuttles an' buses an' all if you're gonna be out," he hurried toward the parking lot. They'd make pretty decent time, being healthy individuals without any reason to dawdle. Beau swept the lot with his eyes quick enough, before nodding and heading over to grab some keys. "Crappy van," he said, pointing toward the vehicle in question. It looked about ready to die. "Jus' replaced some parts on it a week or two ago: works great an' they aren't gonna miss it anytime soon." Beau grinned and slapped the keys into his hand, practically strutting toward the van in question.

What? They were in college now, or at least Beau was: this was to be expected of them.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn actually felt confident in her ability to hold herself back since she had managed to pull it off when she was around someone that she really wanted to sleep with. She was pretty sure the other person really wanted to sleep with her as well and there was always that tension, but they both managed to keep themselves under control over the whole matter. Still, being drunk had been proved to lessen your reaction time amount other things and Devyn really didn't want to wake up in someone’s bed after having made it this long without fooling around. She honestly didn't know how long she was going to make it but just thought about it in terms of back when she broke her cigarette problem. That had almost taken a year to do, but she no longer smoked so she just felt like that was more proof to herself that she could do something if she really worked hard at it. She just hoped it was not all in vain.

"True, I leave it in your capable musical hands then." Devyn said with a small chuckle, checking on her injured hand for a moment to make sure that it was in good enough condition for her to be actually using it. She had already used it a little bit here and there so figured she would be fine, but she didn't want to reopen the wound and start bleeding at the bar or something unfortunate like that. She kept up with Beau with ease and it reminded her that she probably should hit the gym and the track to get out some of this pent up aggression still lurking inside of her over just everything crappy that kept happening to her. Devyn stared at the van that Beau had pointed out, thinking it was a joke at first until Beau talked about it a little more. "It looks like it going to kill over at any moment. If we break down, it’s so on you." Devyn said with a small smile as she headed towards the vehicle.

"I'll leave all the driving to you." Devyn added after a moment, waiting for Beau to unlock the van so she could get in. She really didn't see why they were taking a van when it was just the two of them, but it was a ride and a free one at that. So she was not really going to complain that much, not out loud anyways. Looks like the van I slept with... Devyn's mind started to wonder a little bit as she looked at the van, but then again all vans that look like they were at the end of their lives looked the same to Devyn.

[Beau LaRoux]

The song would definitely be something, or songs, given how this was going. There was just too much in Devyn's life for it not to be put down into songs. Then again, the same thing could be said about the populace of this school in general, which was part of what Beau was hoping. He didn't think he'd go so far as doing mutant country music or whatever, but who knows?

"Supposed to look like crap, it's called camouflage," drawled Beau, stretching the final word out as long as he possibly could. He winked again. "But trust me, it's solid," he gave it a pat which likely made the whole thing shudder slightly and/or knocked some rust off. Of course, by then they'd already grabbed the keys, which Beau produced easily enough. He demonstrated that knowledge of the van pretty quickly too, opening it and sliding into the seat. Not like they were taking it without permission: Beau had signed out for it and this certainly wasn't the first time he'd taken this particular vehicle. So he didn't see any issue with the fact that it roared to life.

"Ready to go?" he asked, turning to look at Devyn. "'cuz I can take this baby to go whenever you're ready," he tapped the gas a bit, letting the van roar again. Chuckling. he moved to start shifting gears, getting ready to take them off. Assuming Devyn had no protests, they'd be on the road soon enough, heading a path that Beau knew all too well.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn personally would never put her life down in the form of a song; she didn't even have a diary to write down everything she was going through. She had one back when she was younger, and it actually helped her out a little bit. It was her first girlfriend however that found the little book and without even reading it she got rid of it. Calling it a childish thing to do and that she didn't want a girlfriend that was childish. Thinking back Devyn felt like she should have fought that because her girlfriend was a lot older than her so if her girlfriends didn't want someone childish she could have gone out with someone older. She did, but that was after having gotten pretty much everything she wanted out of Devyn for a long amount of time. Stop thinking about that crap. Devyn scolded herself as she tried to focus on going out for drinks with Beau. She needed them, they would help get rid of all these thoughts that kept coming back over the matter.

"I guess..." Devyn responded back, still skeptical over the vehicles capability to even move but she would trust Beau. He brought her out here and seemed genuine about taking her out for some drinking fun so she did not think he would bring her to a van that was going to break down on purpose. She expected it would still break down, but for now she was giving it the benefit of the doubt. Nodding as Beau’s words and went to get in the van. She waited first, waited for Beau to do his thing and make sure that the guy's door didn't fall off when he opened it. Once that all checked out she climbed into the passenger side of the van and made herself comfortable in the set, but she clearly did not look relaxed. She wanted to be ready in case the van decided it wanted to end its life with an explosion or something. She was certain she could tap into her power fast enough to sort of shield her from the blast and she would even attempt to do the same with Beau.

In fact, she needed to test to see if she could bring anyone into her other form. It certainly seemed like an interesting idea. She tucked that thought away for later as Beau asked if she was ready. "Take is away maestro." Devyn said with a small chuckled as she debated between putting a seat belt on or not. She didn't even know if work would properly, so sort of just played around with it a little bit as Beau started to drive. Devyn only half paid attention to what was going on around her. Green eyes looking out the window as her mind started to fill with thoughts for a moment. "I wanted to take her to meet my mom for some odd reason." Devyn confessed but spoke it low enough that Beau could not have heard it over the sound coming from the engine.

[Beau LaRoux]

Beau noticed Devyn's caution regarding the van and had to chuckle. "You charged SPECTRE with all their guns an' whatnot, but yer scared of a van that I swore by? C'mon, stop actin' like someone done made off with your courage." though it did seem like Devyn was at least getting into the van. Beau noted the lack of a seat belt, and he considered reprimanding his passenger for it. Didn't seem right, especially as Beau wasn't exactly one for strictly following rules like that or whatever.

Plus, if they got into an accident, the seat belt would probably be the least of their troubles.

The van roared to life, sounding exactly like one would expect an aged motor vehicle to sound. Beau didn't waste any time in getting them out of the parking lot, demonstrating his skills in handling the vehicle and what have you. The radio had started blaring, obviously stuck on a classic rock station. Beau had twiddled with it for a few moments, eventually cranking it down. Somewhere in there, he thought he heard the other guy say something.

"Huh?" he asked, glancing over at Devyn before focusing back on the road. "You say somethin'? Sorry, tween the motor an' the radio, I ain't hearin' much else." He chuckled and tapped the wheel. "Won't be long till we're somewhere at least a little quieter, assumin' there ain't some kinda fight or other ruckus goin' on or nothin'." Beau shrugged and beat another quick tattoo on the wheel. Generally Matt stopped fights before they got too big... assuming that he didn't want to get down and really get into it...

then again, maybe a fight would do Devyn some good...

[Devyn Solway]

"That was different. I lost control over myself in a blind rage wanting to make those who hurt my gir-...Zoe, pay." Devyn explained and she felt like that was a good enough explanation on the matter since that was really the only reason why she went. She could not recall anyone that she actually knew that well getting captured and she did not make the Security Squad so she really didn't have a reason for being there. The only reason why she went was because of what happened to Zoe, and that was it. Beau had did his job because he was on the Security Squad, but Devyn figured that if beau really had a choice then he would have preferred to stay wherever his girlfriend was in order to make sure she was safe. Beau was a bit of a knight that way; at least that was how Devyn saw him, and figured he would have been more of the night to focus on protecting his girl over protecting everyone in the school like he had done.

Devyn just opted to not wear her seatbelt, but if Beau had said something then she would have put it on. She was used to just sort of never wearing it unless she got into the passenger seat with an adult. Beau was technically an adult and that was why she had at first looked for her seat belt, but beau was hardly an adult in Devyn's eyes. She counted twenty-one as an adult because you were for sure not a teenager at that age and you could drink legally. The vehicle sounded just as unpleasant as it looked and it just made Devyn griped her seat a little. Trying to still look calm for the most part but most certainly was gripping at the seat. It did make her feel a little better at seeing that Beau was handling the vehicle like he had driven it for a while or at least a few times. She figured by the time they would head back to the school then she would be better with the whole ridding in the van, but that would mostly be because of the amount of alcohol she planned to have in her system.

"Oh, nothing. Don't worry about it." Devyn quickly answered back, the out loud thought having meant to be really to herself so she could reflect on why she had wanted to do such a thing. If things worked out...would she still ask Zoe to go meet her mother? Would Zoe even want to? So many more questions and Devyn just shifted how she was seating again to get her mind off of it all. Devyn nodded and smirked a little at Beau pointing out that the place they were going should be a little quitter for the most part so long as there was not fight going on. "If there is a fight, I'm so joining in." Devyn half teased, knowing that a bar fights could be fun but also dangerous in a way but she liked that about it. A fight would help but at the same time it would make her just feel like she was just falling into her old habits to recover from pain. Was that bad?

She decided to think on it later and just listened to the radio as Beau drove, not really sure what else to say to the guy. She was still trying to keep from wanting to open the door and bail out with how the van still sounded as they drove.

[Beau LaRoux]

Beau sat quietly while Devyn spoke of losing control, of going after those that hurt his girlfriend at the time. Yes, Zoe and Devyn had broken up, but that hadn't changed the feelings then; didn't sound like much had changed as far as Devyn was concerned now. Beau worked his lips for a moment, trying to figure out what he should say. He let the silence that followed hold for a few moments before finally figuring out something worth saying:

"I'd probly have done the same," he said, his eyes still focused ahead, driving. Wouldn't be too much longer, given the short drive and all. "If someone had gone after Liz like that: I wouldn't have held back either." Beau hazarded a quick look at Devyn before looking forward again. He nodded slowly, hoping that what he'd said there had some weight, had some kind of impact for the other guy.

Sounded like he didn't have to worry about the other bits, what Devyn had said earlier and all. The eagerness for another fight had him chuckling, even as he drew his arm up on the side of the van. "Well, if ya do, I'll have your back," Beau could at least handle his own in a fight, after all, though he wasn't as much of a brawler as most people. Hopefully it wouldn't come to that, though, truthfully, Beau was pretty much prepared and half expecting it to end up doing precisely that.

Beau would've continued talking, since the friendly Southerner didn't have any issues with shooting the breeze with anyone, but he could recognize a wanted silence when he heard it. The radio played some good songs, and Beau found himself humming, sometimes outright singing along as they went. They'd arrive at Matt's soon enough, with Beau pulling up with obvious practice, getting everything into park and situated for their time to really begin.

[Devyn Solway]

If Beau had said the whole Zoe and Devyn broke up allowed, Devyn would have been quick to correct him. She did not break up with Zoe. Zoe broke up with her and she did not want to break up with the other girl. Such thoughts of course remained in her mind as she brooded and sulked deep down over the situation that she didn’t think she would be able to ever fully let go. Not with how it ended, she needed a sense of closer. That all her effort didn’t matter in the end and that every negative word her mother every said to her was not true. There was that silence then after Devyn had said her piece and she figured Beau was thinking on it. That or he was distracted with the road or the music playing on the radio. Beau did speak up then, saying that he would probably do the same, and that was what Devyn expected to hear from him.

“I knew you would say that. You are like that knight who is ready to go to battle for or to save your princess. Apparently a prince doing that for their princess does not matter in the end in my case.” Devyn said as she found herself falling back into her dark mood as he green eyes looked back out the window. None of it made any sense to her and that was the biggest problem she was having, because all of the things she did and all of the things Zoe and her went through didn’t seem to matter to Zoe. She was just ready to end it all with Devyn over something that; while Devyn did understand why it upset Zoe, she really could not recall having said anything that would have gave Zoe the idea that if the moment showed up that someone wanted to sleep with her, that she was going to be able to just not sleep with them. She would not do that now of course, or at least she would try not to, but sleeping with Vera had happened before she figured out that she loved Zoe.

It in fact could be even thought that that event was what made Devyn start to understand and accept that she did love Zoe. Damn it, I can’t get this crap out of my head. Devyn thought to herself as she just wanted to punch out the window. She could not do that however since this was not her van and it was Beau’s responsibility and she did not want to get the guy in trouble. Plus she felt that even with how old the van looked, she would probably end up losing to the window if she tried to punch it. Devyn smiled when Beau said that he had her back if things did end up in a fight. Least she still had him as a friend she could count on and just hoped he would be able to help her get back Zoe as well. If he did then she would owe him a lot, but she would be okay with it with the kind of Guy Beau was. “Thanks man, but if I start pulling shadows, get us out of there.” Devyn pointed out since she now had something of a record for using her power in a fight and she needed to stop that.

Maybe a fight would help her get over the whole using her power issue that she recently seemed to start doing again in a fight. The ride was silent then, Devyn having nothing more to say and didn’t want to disrupt Beau and his driving of this death machine. Beau seemed fine with the silence that was not really silence do to the radio playing and soon Beau humming and outright singing what was playing. Devyn didn’t complain at all and in fact enjoyed it a little as she closed her eyes and just listened, resting her head against the window of the van until she felt the van stop moving and soon the engine cut off. Soon as the van stopped moving and the engine cut off, Devyn was out of there in a heartbeat and stretching, waiting for Beau before she would start to head towards the bar with her hands naturally going into her pockets. The dull pain in her hand was noted, but she pushed it to the back of her mind as she looked to Beau. “Age before awesome.” Devyn teased with a small smirk.

[Beau LaRoux]

"Knight huh? Well, I reckon that works. Always figured myself for more of the minstrel," drawled Beau, tapping the side of the vehicle again. He sort of got where Devyn was coming from and all, but he definitely wasn't going to say it. Felt like the sort of thing you more begrudgingly accepted from other people as opposed to something you went around claiming for yourself. Did have Beau grinning slightly. He thought about keeping the grin down for a bit, before realizing that he should be trying to lift Devyn's spirits and all.

Since the guy did seem to still be wallowing in the whole breakup. Weird, because Beau hadn't quite realized that Devyn and Zoe were quite that close. He kept looking over, wondering if he'd have been in the same situation if Liz broke up with him. Probably... if not worse.

"Won't have to: Matt's got a tendency to put down anyone that gets too frisky,' replied Beau, again tapping the wheel. That was actually one more thing he liked about Matt's, and something that he thought made it the most logical choice for tonight's shenanigans. While Beau may not be certain he could put Devyn down by himself, he was quite sure that Matt could, especially if Beau got in and helped.

They'd arrived, with Beau grabbing the last few things and locking the van. "Toldja she'd hold," he replied, giving the van a few loving taps before pocketing keys and other things. "Awesome eh? Well, guess that ain't really somethin' I call myself all that often." he walked forward, gesturing for Devyn to follow. Soon enough, Beau would be entering the bar: they didn't card at the door. The place had several familiar faces, with Beau raising a hand in greeting. At least one guy yelled his disappointment in not seeing the guitar or the pretty blonde, which had Beau hollering back before flinging his arm around Devyn.

"My partner here needs to forget a girl that done him wrong!" he called, nodding and gesturing, "so we're gonna need some libations," several saluted him, and Beau nudged Devyn toward the bar. Drinks would be waiting for them.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn chuckled a little bit at Beau's words about how he didn't really see himself as a knight and more of a minstrel. "If you didn't play a role in keeping the school safe then I would have agreed with you on the whole minstrel thing. I just feel like you have that sense of justice about you...if that makes sense." Devyn tried to explain as she still started out the window as she spoke to Beau. The guy just seemed like a good guy at heart and Liz was lucky to have landed a decent guy like him. Devyn wished she could get that...she had that, with a girl; Zoe. And you fucked it up because as Zoe would say 'you let something just happen'. Devyn thought to herself still in her slump and was pretty much giving up on getting out of it while she was sober. She just hoped the drinks did what they were supposed to do and made her stop being all sad and at least happy, but drinks tended to go every which way on her.

Devyn and Zoe were really close; at least Devyn thought they had been. They had shared each other’s beds, the infirmary beds even. They slept in one another’s arms and every time Devyn had gotten hurt, Zoe was there when she woke up. Did she need to get hurt again in order for Zoe to come back? Was it bad that she was actually considering that? Probably, but she just wanted another chance, for things to just reset and allow her to do a redo or anything like that. She had a friend who could manipulate time, but Charlotte; Charlie, had not talked to her in like forever and she doubted Charlie's power could turn back time that far. She just remained quite on the ride still, not wanting to say much more or to have Beau deal with her pity party. She didn't like depending on others, yet she had gone to Beau seeking help. She honestly would have preferred going to Zoe and Beau speaking on her behalf and how people just made mistakes.

Yet, they were going out drinking which was still good but a bad habit of Devyn's when drowning out the pain and likely doing something stupid after. "Noted. Guessing Matt is a mutant too?" Devyn asked since that was the only way she could see someone being able to break up a fight. Then again he could just be a really tough guy that knew how to put the smack down on anyone who gave him trouble in his place. Devyn chuckled when Beau said the van had held and pointed out with a good smack to the side of the vehicle. Devyn would have been extremely satisfied if something had fallen off the van but it held together despite her wanting to prove the vehicle was an accident waiting to happen. "I still say we are careful with it on our way back." Devyn said with a small chuckle as she headed towards the bar, taking a deep breath as she went in. People seemed to know Beau and Devyn was hoping the people that she knew were not there so she would not end up sleeping with one of the people she said 'no more sleeping around with' too.

Devyn smirked a little at the arm going around her and Beau's little announcement to everyone. Devyn didn't want to forget about Zoe, she wanted to forget about the breakup. She at least wanted the friendship back, they had been friends first but she loved the other girl. "Who is paying for all of this?" Devyn asked in a whispered tone as she moved over with Beau, going over to the drinks and taking one. "To a good friend." Devyn offered up to a toast and gestured at Beau, referring to him of course.

[Beau LaRoux]

Beau didn't linger much longer on his ability to protect or anything like that, simply going forward and not lingering on it. He was pretty sure it just came down to the whole Southern upbringing and being in the family he was in. If his brothers had been mutants, then no doubt they'd all have been here protecting the school and the people they'd met. Beau was just thankful that he didn't have any family dragged into this mess. The gene seemed to have just picked him at random.

less random was the selection of bars, of course. Beau chuckled at the suggestion that they be careful with the van going back. Assuming they ended up doing what he figured they were gonna do, neither of them was heading back. they'd end up crashing at Matt's apartment just above the bar, which was always open to people Matt happened to know/like. Beau just happened to qualify as both.

"But yeah, Matt's a mutant. Got super strength an' durability, an' I've trained a lot with him an' all," Beau said in a low voice before the whole greeting and ushering Devyn forward. IDs were produced, though about half the clientele probably realized that they were fake. It was just one of those places where you sometimes looked the other way (and probably paid off Officer Johnson to do the same). "I can cover a few rounds," said Beau, "and Matt'll spot the first few," he nodded confidently, raising his own glass to clink against Devyn's before taking a swig, settling down into a stool. Beau looked around, his gaze reflexively going to the stage where he performed so often. Matt did have a beat up piano there...

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn was no stranger to ending up crashing out late night at someone else's place, but that normally meant that she had ended up in bed with someone. She was trying to avoid that situation so just hoped that the drinking didn't impair her judgment enough to that she would at least avoid any and all males and females in the bar besides Beau. She was confident that she would not end up making a move on him because she doubted no matter how drunken Beau was that he would not make a move on her first. It would certainly be interesting if things did in fact end up that way but Devyn doubted it. Either way, it would be a good night if Devyn woke up without anyone next to her and that she had at least gotten a moment where she was not being depressed about pretty much every aspect of her life. Then again...drinking sometimes actually made those feelings worse, why was she drinking again?

No, it’s going to work out well. Just try and have fun. Devyn thought to herself as she stuck close to Beau, nodding at his words. Matt was a mutant and his power pretty much meant that he could in fact put the hurt on anyone that gave too much of a fuss in his bar. "Alright, sounds good to me because I am broke after all the stuff I bought." Devyn responded back to Beau saying he would handle some of the drinks and Matt would probably handle the first few. That meant that Devyn didn't have to pay so long as she didn't drink past what Beau could pay. She had pretty much spent most of the money she had on hand with things she had gotten for Zoe but now said things were just sitting in her room. The sound of the drinks clanking together got such thoughts out of Devyn's mind as she downed her drink, loving the slight burn to it as she got comfortable on a stool next to Beau.

"I still think it’s weird that a guy like you hangs out with a person like me. You don't really see things the way I do...then again, no one really does so I guess that it not too weird." Devyn said with a small chuckle as she went for another drink. She spotted the direction Beau's eyes looked off to and followed them, seeing the piano up on stage. "You should play a song. I bet people will throw money and then it will be like you never even had to pay for the beer." Devyn pointed out as she played with her glass a little before downing the drink the same way she had downed the first.

[Beau LaRoux]

Okay, so Devyn was tapped for funds. Well, Beau hoped that his friend happened to be a lightweight: Beau could probably milk a few rounds for free here at Matt's, particularly if he happened to tell Devyn's story and/or get up and start singing or what have you. But he didn't think he could get much further. He briefly recalled the case of beer he had in his room and nearly winced.

Instead, he waved at a few regulars and all, calling them by name and such. "Hey, we hang out with all types,' he said as he lowered the hand, turning to look back at Devyn. "Kinda what happens when you spend your time in bars an' places like this. Though I do reckon that you're not the kinda person I'd have ended up associatin' with back home," Beau nodded and took a swig of his drink. He had to be careful; he didn't want to end up drunk and all. Still, he knew that drinking alone was often more sad then anyting else.

"Could probly pull somethin' off on the piano, an' I probly will before the night's over,' replied Beau, winking to Devyn. "There ain't no rush though. You gotta get a few in you, start working it off your chest an' all." Beau reached over and gave Devyn a few pats on the back. There was a part of him that was realizing that he was effectively peer-pressuring Devyn to drink but, well, that was kinda why they were here. "'sides, there's plenty of girls 'round an' all..." Beau trailed off, looking for a moment. There weren't very many at Matt's right then, and the clientele did veer male (which was why Liz often brought in so many tips). Still, he supposed Devyn could probly find somebody around...