A Cowgirl and the Pacific Northwest - 2

Chapter Two - Sleepless in Seattle
In Seattle it is difficult to gage time. The cloud cover allows the sun to travel the skies virtually undetected. It was still soft and grey outside when the couple left for downtown. It was almost 7:00 pm on a Friday evening but the highways were congested worse than Crystal had ever seen. Big, black birds, seagulls, and pidgeons flew around navigating the same course as the Taurus, some birds stopping to rest on the booies in Lake Washington. It must have been rush hour for the birds too, as every booey was occupied. Arriving just on time at 7:30, Dane and Crystal walked into Elliot's to meet the VP and his partner. Crystal was adorned in a floor length black and red sarong with shells and mirrored sequins, black top with see-through lace empire waist, and hair down, Dane in his favorite grey slacks and black top. John and his partner, Terri, showed them to the table and ordered a bottle of red and a bottle of white. John asked if Dane and Crystal had ever tried oysters. When they replied no, John ordered a plate of fresh oysters to be delivered immediately. Cornered between impressing the VP and being rude, Crystal and Dane decided to overcome their intimidation of oysters and try something new. Dane was even more adventuresome than Crystal, for his first oyster was plain save one drop of Tabasco. Crystal piled on as much cocktail sauce as the little shell could withstand and waited till Dane slurped his oyster before continuing. To his suprise he enjoyed the sea critter and grabbed more. Crystal sat with her oyster cocktail, sipping red wine hoping it would give her the courage she needed to slurp the critter. Finally she took a shot. She did not vomit, like she feared she might, but she was not ready to try another one either. The dinner progressed nicely with exquisite seafood and wonderful wine. Dessert challenged a glass of cogniac for the hard core quests while Crystal sipped her Alpenwood through a straw laced with whipped cream. Around 10:30 Crystal and Dane thanked John and Terri for a wonderful evening and slipped out to find the luscious Laura Rose.

The studio on Fremont was small and inconspicous. Not at all what Crystal was expecting. Delilah was very happy to see Crystal and even gave Dane a hug, though she'd never met him. The three briefly discussed Seattle, then Crystal left to find Laura Rose to get ready for the evening. Crystal donned her famous Sailor Moon outfit, largely inspired by Laura Rose herself. Once ready, Crystal said her goodbyes to Eric and Delilah and left with Dane, Laura Rose, and her friend Cherokee. They went to a members only goth club called The Mercury. There were many hard core gothic-types of all sizes and shapes. The bartenders poured stout drinks and it wasn't long before Crystal was drunk and working the croud for attention telling anyone and everyone who bothered to listen "I'm from Denver, isn't that fun?!" Standing out in her white tank top, pig tails with white flowers, and white knee high stockings, Crystal was already making new friends in Seattle. The Mercury stops serving alcohol at 2, but stays open till 4. The group decided however to make their way back to Laura Rose's apartment and then meet up at one of her friend's house two blocks down. The small capital hill apartment was littered with drunk, stoned, and high twenty-something partiers. The tiny pad had a direct view of downtown Seattle and Crystal spent most the night talking to new people while Dane held a wall up and took it all in. Not long after the Pabst Blue Ribbon beer was passed to Dane did he decide it was probably time to go. About the same time a shirtless Crystal was saying goodbye to her shirtless new friends, both male and female. It doesn't change no matter what state you are in, females MUST get naked when they drink.