The Park, Saturday Afternoon (Post #3)

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

A group of zombies (who may have looked suspiciously like the zombie band at Caritas moonlighting as Johnny Casino and the Gamblers) were tuning their instruments and getting ready for the dance contest.

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Re: Vince Fontaine

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Marty felt her knees go weak and she giggled nervously. "Oh yes. I listen to you every night."

Re: Vince Fontaine

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Hey, do your folks know I come into your room every night? Over KZAZ, that is." He grinned at her. "I'm judging the dance contest, you know."

Re: Vince Fontaine

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Marty blushed and simpered. "I'm not entered," she explained.

Re: Vince Fontaine

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Vince's eyebrows shot up and he leaned in. "A knockout like you?"

Re: Vince Fontaine

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Marty giggled slightly shyly. "Nu uh," she said. "I gots two left-feet."

Re: Vince Fontaine

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Aww, c'mon, you can't be that bad," Vince coaxed. He winked. "I'll tell ya what, if you aren't going to dance, why don't you keep me . . . company?"

Re: Vince Fontaine

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"I'd love to... Vince," sighed Marty.

Re: Vince Fontaine

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Vince gave her a squeeze. "Then I must be the luckiest guy in here."

Re: Vince Fontaine

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"I'm definitely the luckiest girl," giggled Marty.

Re: Vince Fontaine

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Vince winked again and pulled her towards the dance floor. "Come on, sweetheart, cut a few moves with me."

Re: Vince Fontaine

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Oh, Vince, I couldn't," said Marty half-heartedly, allowing him to pull her along anyway.