>>19696678>>19687613As Nikki begins recording the fight, she watches how Sheila handles the man charging towards her. until her knocks the beet our of her hand, and she's on top of him like yellow on corn. As she headbutts him before getting off, she notices the man crawling towards her. As Nikki slides her a beer, she grabs it before getting up, sitting on the man's back and using him as a stool, throwing the prank club hand gesture up to the camera. As Lonergan begins to protest and try to buck her off, her gesturing hand reaches down between his legs, rooting around until she's found her two squishy targets. Nikki and Sheila see the muscles in her arm tense up as he cries out in pain, and all resistance stops as he lowers his head to the ground. She raises the beer up to toast the camera Nikki is pointing at her.
>Say, Nikki, if you're running things around here now, doesn't that make him our boy toy now too? >Well, so long as he behaves, he'll get to keep the "boy" part of that title, anyway.She giggles as she bounces on and down on him, wiggling around until she's in a more comfortable position. Several of the club patrons are starting to pay more attention to the commotion than the DJ at this point, several of them also whipping out their phones to record, others laughing at Lonergan's humiliation. Spirit tilts the pint back, downing half the contents in a series of gulps before she stands up, putting it back down on the bar and looking towards the others.
>Oi, that fucken hits the spot.>My first drink in months and some gaudy bloke tries to interrupt it.>Can't a girl go to the club bar without being hit or hit on in peace around here? 