Bowling!

I smile back at Jim. "Just watch me." I walk to the very front of the lane and line up my ball. With one, gentle shove the ball slides down the lane. It knocks the right pin on the far side, sending it crashing into the left. Spare.

"Nice," I grin. I just as I threw my ball, the door opened and made a draft that blew back Dwmetri's hair and made her look ABSOLUTLY STUNNING. I got a gutterball through and through

I push the hair away from my face, frowning. "Stupid wind...." Then I see Jim's gutterball and laugh.

"Why?" I tease, walking over to him and kissing his cheek. "Am I distracting you?" I smile mischieviously.

"What?! No!! I mean..." I turned bright red

I laugh and hug him before handing him his ball again. "Your turn still." I say, shaking my head. There's a glint to my eyes, one that I know he won't be able to resist. Maybe I can distract him more.....

I stared at her. "You are so beautiful," I whispered under my breath. I accidentally dropped the ball. It slid down into- oh crap, some other guy's lane. A big burly guy who was apparently having a perfect game until I got him gutter ball. And oh boy was he angry. I was staring -well, more like drooling at Demetri's beautiful face- when he stormed up behind me.
OOC way to go Demetri! Distracting jim like that! Lulz

ooc: I try, I try

bic: My eyes widen at the beefy guy who comes behind Jim. "Ah.....Jim?" I say uncomfortably, pointing. The man really needs to shave his nose hair. I think that's where Smokey the Bear has his commercials.

ooc: Cracking up right now! XD

bic: I raise an eyebrow and tap the huge guy on the shoulder. "Ah, excuse me, sir. Do you mind gently placing my boyfriend down, please." There's a sweetness yet seriousness to my voice.

Nose Hair guy started screaming at Demetri in Russian

"What the....?" I blink, confused. Then I start yelling back in Russian, balling my fist in front of me and shaking it.

I pause for I minute, answering Jim. "My mom picked it up on set; taught me." The man calls me something unflattering in Russian and I gasp, going back to my argument. "And a bushy-nosed cretin!" I say in English near the middle of my rant.

I pause for I minute, answering Jim. "My mom picked it up on set; taught me." The man calls me something unflattering in Russian and I gasp, going back to my argument. "And a bushy-nosed cretin!" I say in English near the middle of my rant.

Suddenly, the man picks me up and throws me down the ally like a bowling ball. I it the pins head on. Hey, spare!

I feel my eyes start the blaze a little. "You little...." I punch the guy in the stomach, not enough to actually hurt him, but enough to stun him. In my left hand, I start to create a small ball of light.

"Oh my gosh! She's holding the sun!" I cried, grinning. Yep, I hit my head.
In the man's eyes, he saw her taking out a lighter.

I get really close to the man, eyes pure gold. "Either you leave us alone, or I have to start getting angrier," I say in Russian. "And I don't think you want me angrier. Now go get the ball."

"Ball? You mean him?" he asks, pointing to Jim

"What?" My eyes flicker back to normal because of confusion. "No! The ball he lost! The one over there!" I point. "And you can't just start throwing random extremely attractive British males!"

The man spat in Demetei's face. He pointed to Jim an in English said: Ugly. Then, he just up and left the building
[color=olive]I couldn't get up because the lane was greasy. "Hey! Stunningly gorgeous and beautiful American female! come help this extremely attractive Brittish male stand up!" I called/color]

Dumbfounded, I wipe the man saliva from my face. I slide down the lane to help Jim, grumbling curses in Russian, Spanish, and Greek.