Go for it. Who is Mona talking with, and is she game?

You carry the tray of three cups of shaved ice over to the outside table where Mona is chatting and laughing with someone she met while waiting for you to get through the Hula Girl drive-through lane. It's a double handful of redhead with chopped bangs wearing some kind of retail chain uniform, boobs bouncing under her vest as she laughs and waves her arms at Mona.

"Mona, hey, you got a friend! I got shaved ice. Introduce me," you say.

The redhead gives you a look that's part amusement and part side-eye. The tag on her vest says LEONA P.

"He's cute," she tells Mona.

"Kinda loyal, too," Mona says. "Kinda."

"Grr, grr," she says. "You keep him on a leash?"

"Long one," Mona says. "Usually he doesn't trip over it."

"That must be nice," Big Ginger tells Mona. "Are those for me?" she asks, looking over the cups of shaved ice.

You clear your throat and avert your gaze from her hungry look. "Mona? Piña colada, tropical punch. And this one's lemon."

"Lemon," Mona says. You guessed right. "Leeloo, you want one?"

"Piña colada," she says, giving you that look again. "I give punches, I don't take them."

Mona cracks up. "Leeloo, for real?"

"You gotta keep 'em off balance, you know?" she says. "Ask Mona where we met."

Mona snorts.

Fate is throwing combative girls in your way again. The Pickup Artist's Handbook probably wouldn't rate Leeloo as a threat, like kickboxing Karen would be, so much as someone you maybe don't want to provoke. More dancing, more charm. Less drinking.

"You gonna tell him?" Leeloo asks Mona. She looks up and to the side, rubbing her fingertips over the knuckles of her other hand. "One night..."

"All right, all right," Mona says, waving her hands to shake off Leeloo's recitation. "Waiting to get bailed out."

Mona's still smiling. Leeloo is grinning.

Leeloo nods. "Mona helped me see the error of my ways," she tells you. "Or the other way round, I don't remember. So are you the famous Joe I've been hearing about?" she says.

"Famous?" you say.

Mona looks at her shoes. A coughing gurgle comes out of her mouth that turns into a full-throated laugh.

"So?"

"Fate," Leeloo says. "Fate brought you together."

"Mo?"

Mona looks up. "Fate, help with the dumpster run, a romantic walk on the beach..."

"...and a big-ass rubber-busting cock," Leeloo says.

Now you're all laughing, with various notes of hilarity, hysteria, and amazement.

You hope Mona didn't tell Leeloo about the earlier part of that day, where Karen Yoshida left a footprint in the middle of your chest and a bump on the back of your head. Though things got rapidly better.

"That was just once," you protest.

Leeloo laughs. "I guess once is all it took." She gives Mona a hug. "Hope yours goes better."

Mona sighs. "Yeah."

"Anyway I'm better off," Leeloo says.

"So how come I haven't met Leeloo," you ask Mona, "If you share everything like that?"

Mona and Leeloo look at each other, look at you, and shrug.

"Busy?" Mona says. "Everybody has jobs, I'm taking it a little easier, you know? And when I go out, it's mostly with you or with Rowan."

"But we've been burning up the texts," Leeloo says. "Mona even..."

"You begged!" Mona says.

"I hadda see," Leeloo says. "Hadn't got any for a while."

"A dick pic?" you say.

Mona nods sheepishly.

Leeloo grins and bobs her chin up and down. If she had X-Ray vision, she'd be staring right through the concrete tabletop. Your dick gives a sympathetic throb.

You look at Mona. "Well, I guess you can give out rides if you want, that's kinda what we agreed to. Is that what's up?"

Following your agreement with Mona, roll TELL HER: 10 + 2 = 12, on a 10+, take +1 Forward.

Mona's blushing, but her eyes are sparkling and there's this little twitchy smile thing going on. She nods. "Kinda?" she squeaks.

Leeloo laughs. "Share the wealth," she says.

"You asking for a date?" you ask Leeloo.

She narrows her eyes, tilts her head, and looks you in the face. "Mmmmm..."

Roll +COOL(+1, including +1 Forward) using STALK HER to see if Leeloo's interested and available.

2d6=12, 12+1=13, on a 10+, Leeloo is interested and available

"...mmmyeah!" Leeloo says, ending with a chuckle. "I maxed my overtime and they kicked me out for the week. So now, later, anytime, you know." She looks to Mona. "You remember that crazy fantasy we were talking about?" Leeloo slurps a big spoonful of piña colada shaved ice.

"No!" Mona protests. "That was..."

"Not that one," Leeloo says, waving her spoon. "The one, remember, where you're taking the pictures?"

"Oh," Mona says.

"Yeah," Leeloo says. "Heh-heh, something like that one?"

Well, guess maybe it is instant party time.

"You got a car, Leeloo?" you ask.

"Nah, bus," she says. "So, whatever. Ya want me, Joe?" She glances over to Mona. "If that's okay, you know?"

"Yes," Mona says.

Mona is looking positively turned on. Maybe she and Leeloo have been cranking up fantasies at each other and suddenly opportunity's knocking. Throbbing. Whatever.

Describe where you're headed -- home? Leeloo's? the beach? -- and choose a Move.

Roll +HOT(+1) (+2 Hot, -1 two girls) using MAKE THEM BEG to hear their fantasy scenario.
Roll +HOT(+2) (+2 Hot) using TELL HER to get down with Leeloo while Mona watches.
Roll +HOT(+2) (+2 Hot) using MAKE HER BEG to see what's got Mona vibrating with eagerness. Maybe she has some special idea of what you and Leeloo would do.