Axiom

[Leo]

"Yes well, everything is what you make it, right?" He watched her look at her food and pointed out.
"I bet you'd appreciate your meal more if it was decided to be your last snack" he said to make a point.

[Simone]

"I bet I would appreciate my meal more if there was more of it, so I could enjoy it longer."
She answered him as she did enjoy the last few bites, and then finally toss the paper in a trash can.

[Leo]

"Maybe you ate it too fast to enjoy it" he said much without thinking.
"Are you often out like this?" He added, wondering how she had met Bazz, probably this way.

[Simone]

"Sometimes. Usually once a month or so."
Simone said with a shrug.
"My friends are bigger party animals than I am. So at least once in a while I have to come with to not be a complete buzz kill."

[Leo]

Leo listened and raised an eyebrow.
"Too bad they can't respect your opinions then...really"
He just said, thoughtfully. Sure, he liked to party, but he'd often felt a bit sorry for the people in the corner who simply looked like they didn't belong.
"What do you do when you're out with your friends?" He asked, wondering if she was one of those corner-creatures.

[Simone]

"Just hang out? If I actually get enough to drink before I leave I will dance and make a fool out of myself."
Why did he wonder?

[Leo]

"Ah I bet you don't dance that bad. I mean... you're a girl"
He said with a smile, wondering if her self-esteem was so low that she simply didn't like the result of what ever she did. But she didn't seem like the low self-esteem kind of girl, he thought.

[Simone]

"Of course, and what girl doesn't like grinding like there's no tomorrow in public places?"
Obviously she was sarcastic, since to her it seemed like that was the way most girls danced nowadays.
In her eyes it was more of a self-respect kind of thing than a low self esteem kind of thing.

[Leo]

He looked a bit surprised, but smiled a little.
"Well...some just like to let them selves go... but I can agree that some people are a bit...extreem..
But then again, if tomorrow would be your last day alive, wouldn't you want to have done something wild this evening?" He gave her a playful wink, though very aware of how douchy it made him look. But really, who cared?

[Simone]

Him looking douchy wasn't a problem, since she already thought he was one.
"Honestly I think I would do something very different if it was my last day, but if there is grinding to be had I doubt most people would do it on a dance floor."

[Leo]

He seemed to wave her comment away and then gave her a bit of a look.
"So what would you do, if this was your last night alive, truely alive" he said the last part with some thoughtfulness since he himself had often thought about it.

[Simone]

"I would probably return to York."
She looked at him, responding to be polite.
"See my family. How about you?"

[Leo]

"Family" he said...with a lowered gaze. He hadn't met his mother in years. Couldn't bare to meet her like this, couldn't stand to let her think he was dead or gone either. He preferred to just seem like another lost son in the world of limelight. Better for her to not miss him because he had disappointed her, rather than her mourning him when he wasn't dead... He couldn't meet her again. She would know that something was wrong with him..
"I don't need to ask myself that question" he just said silently, almost whispering.

[Simone]

"Yea, but I do?"
She said with a sound that laid somewhere in between a snort and a laugh.
"Not like I'm planning on dying the next thirty years."

[Leo]

He raised an eyebrow, awoken from his thoughts and seemingly drowsy and confused.
"Do you...Do you know what Bazz is?" He said, bluntly.