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Ask and you shall receive. The Houndstooth Grill and Tavern now broadcasts all sporting events on a ton of TV's. I think I kind of love whoever runs this place. For now.
Grand opening this Saturday.
Are you ready for some football? Hope y'all come by. And Roll Tide!

The Houndstooth, while it's been open for business for awhile, now has sporting broadcasts from every world and every time. Of course, the default on the many screens is American football since Jill is such a football fan. But she's willing to search the channels to get at least one or two TV's onto whatever someone wants to watch. The Pub and Grill has a homey atmosphere and serves classic Americana foods like burgers and steaks, every kind of fried foods you can imagine, frito pies, chili cheese dogs, etc. Some nights there's even live music playing at the top floor and a dance floor to get your groove thing on.

While she's finagled Lucy into helping her out on this one day, Jill is sometimes at the bar serving drinks. Sometimes she's behind the piano playing and singing some of that afore mentioned live music. Sometimes she's out on the patio smoking a cigarette. Sometimes she's walking around serving, making sure everyone has what they need. All the time she's watching some football game or another. She's thrilled to have the place here in its entirety.

Stop on by. Bring a date. Have a few drinks and laughs and fun.



ooc: The official grand opening of The Houndstooth. Forward dated for this weekend (October 10th). Treat this as a mingle for Saturday, tag around and have fun.
Get an idea of what The Houndstooth looks like at the Residences and Businesses page.

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[deathbysk8board]

That's an interesting way to put it, really. Noah as lucky. As getting lucky with his friends. He hadn't thought of it that way and hadn't really given much thought to his status at all, aside from the "was once dead, is now alive" most obvious part of it.

He blinks and looks up at her. "I guess so. I mean, I'm really lucky meeting you and Lucy, too." That much is obvious.

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If Jill looked at just the most obvious parts of herself, none of it would be pretty or lucky. Lucy has made her look beyond all that to all the individual parts. There are some good things there for anyone if you take the time to look. Some days Jill is better at that than others. She tends to lean toward the darker side of things.

His comment gets a small smile from her. She leans down to kiss his brow at his hairline. "We're lucky meeting you too, ghost boy."

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When she leans in, Noah closes his eyes almost automatically, wanting to focus on the feel her lips on his skin.

That she thinks she's lucky too? Wow. That's cool. Noah can feel his face heat again. "Maybe we can do another movie night some time, huh?"

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There's something in kissing that makes a person feel alive, isn't there? Noah has been dead. Jill has sometimes felt dead. But in the kissing and other such things, she's felt alive... more alive than she's ever felt out from sitting behind a piano.

"I think I speak for the both of us that we would be pro that idea." She says, her fingers linger in his mess of hair while she pulls another drag from her cigarette. "So you had fun?"

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"Yeah," Noah admits and perhaps he should play more coy, but why? He had a really good time and he really likes Jill and Lucy, so why lie about it?

"It was ... it was really great."

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Jill slips down from the top of the table to sit on the bench next to him. Her arm slips behind him to put her cigarette out in the ashtray on the table. Then she leaves her arm there behind him and she leans in to kiss him.

"Probably cause you're such a good kisser." She flirts with him. Or her attempt at flirting. She's not half as good at it as Lucy is.

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What? She's great at it, though. She's a very good flirter.

It takes Noah a minute to adjust to the cigarette breath - he's never kissed a smoker before, but he kisses Jill because he really likes her and he likes kissing her and he was dead and now he's alive and this makes him feel alive.

So.

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Jill has many vices. She can have a very addictive personality. She's just lucky she never did meth like her parents did. She won't even look at drugs outside of alcohol and nicotine. They terrify her because she's seen the worst of what they can do to people.

The kiss is nice though so maybe he isn't too terribly turned off by her vices. In fact, they kiss for awhile, if just because kissing is so nice and neither of them seems to want to pull away.

When it does end, Jill pulls her bottom lip through her teeth. "Thanks."

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Blinking and feeling a little bit like he's in a haze (it was a really nice kiss, okay?), Noah looks back at her, feeling his cheeks heat. "Thanks for what?" he asks, confused.

For kissing her? He'd totally do that again without thinking twice about it. And he doesn't even need to be thanked.

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"Thanks for making me feel good." By kissing, by just being here to see her. Noah makes Jill feel pretty and special and generally good if just by being Noah. It's a good feeling. She hopes that she does the same for him.

She shakes her head, looking down so that her hair shields some of her face. "I don't always feel good."

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Neither does Noah. Maybe that's why he feels such a kinship to her. His fingers trace circles on her ankle. "I'm glad I can," he admits with a small smile. That he has that ability after all. Really, she and Lucy make Noah feel more alive that he probably ever has, so at least he can give back a little.

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They do seem to be alike in that way. Maybe Noah needs Lucy as much as Jill does. Because Lucy reminds them to get out into the light, to smile and laugh and live. She reminds them that there are good things. Jill is her best self around Lucy. Maybe Noah can find that too.

"My parents were junkies." She confides in him. "Meth. Heroine. It was always around the house. They loved me when they were clean and remembered they had a kid, you know?" The problem was that that had only happened twice in Jill's childhood, their getting clean, and it didn't last for long.

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Wow.

In the class stratus of Aglionby, often the drug of choice was booze. Dinner parties, cocktail parties, after dinner drinks.

Noah's mother's schapps.

"That must have been scary," he says quietly, watching her face. Like ... really scary.

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"Yeah, it was. It got to where I was at Lucy's house more than I was at my own. Her family was... what a family should be, I guess." She says with a shrug. "They kind of took me in and adopted me. So... that was lucky for me."

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That sounds like Gansey's family, really which makes it good that there are people like that in the world. "I'm glad you met her," Noah tells Jill quietly. "And I bet she is, too."

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"I don't know. I guess so." Jill says with a shrug, shifting her slight weight so that her shoulder presses against Noah's. "Sometimes I think she deserves a better BFF. And then sometimes I think I'm pretty okay as that."

She suddenly smirks and grins and shakes her head. "I have no idea how we ended up friends, let alone so close. I mean, I know how it happened. We're just so different."

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It's on the tip of Noah's tongue to observe aloud that Jill is pretty hard on herself. But then, he can be accused of the same thing, so he keeps his mouth shut, at least about that. "Well, I think you're really cool, if that makes any difference." Not that it should, necessarily, but it's how Noah feels. So.

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A wavering, tentative smile starts on Jill's lips, only becoming something full and real after several moments of trying not to smile so completely. She isn't really used to smiling like that and she dips her head so that some of her hair covers her face.

But really, Noah caught her off guard and made her feel silly and girly for a moment. "It makes a difference." She says quietly. "You're really cool too."

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Noah's grin is crooked, but sincere, leaving one dimple in his cheek. "Thanks." The girls both make him feel cool. It's like ... something new and unique and different.

He's not a hanger-on or just Noah the smudgy guy that is always around. He's ... well, he's a little more real, he supposes.

"When do you get off? Maybe I can wait around and we can do something," he offers.

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Jill arches a brow as if to say 'really?' and 'just me?'. She won't argue with it. She's just surprised. Noah's so nice and cute and she isn't used to being asked to go do things with cute boys unless they're asking Lucy and Jill tags along.

"Yeah, I can... I mean I can leave now. There are other people here." And Noah is worth leaving for, she thinks. "Just let me get my purse?"

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"Yeah, okay," Noah says, grinning outright. Hey, look at that. This will be great, won't it? He stands up, brushing his palms on his jeans as he prepares to follow her back into the bar.

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Back into the bar and Jill holds up a finger to tell him just a second. She goes behind the bar to talk to the other tender working. Then she changes from her flats to some pretty heels that match her outfit and grabs her purse. It all happens in less than five minutes and then she's back around the bar and ready to go.

They walk outside of The Hounstooth and Jill takes Noah's hand. "Where to?" Really, this place has everything there is to offer. Sky's the limit.

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"Uh ... " That's a good question, isn't it? "There's a ... " he's already speaking when he realizes how stupid what he's going to say is - don't you hate when that happens? - "There's a playground, not far from here? Do you wanna go hang out there?"

Because he kind of thinks he'd love to see Jill on the swings or on the slide or something. Something fun and innocent.

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There's nothing stupid about the playground idea. Jill thinks she likes it. She's passed by that park several times, but never thought to go into it to play. There was a playground at school when she was little, but the parks in her neighborhood were too dangerous for her to be in. Even as a young kid she was astute enough to know when something was dangerous.

They start walking down the sidewalk together. "I've seen that park. I've never gone in though. Have you?"

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"Yeah. My friend Adam, he takes care of it, I guess." In a way. Noah smiles a little, liking how her fingers feel with his. "It's across from where he works."

And it's not far, just a few blocks. There, they can see the slide and swings and merry-go-round as they get closer.