They decline the offer of and fun

Holly narrows her eyes, trying to guess what Leah is thinking.

"We'll... pass." She says after a moment. She suppresses a feeling of regret, but thinks back to the danger in the alleyway. If this guy is involved with that lot, probably best to be shot of him. She sees mixed feelings on Leah's face, but her friend gives her the tiniest nod.

Spike plucks the vial from Holly's hand, and slips it inside his brightly-coloured jacket. "Shame, but you ladies have yourselves a good time. I'll be right here if you change your minds. Or if one of you does." He flashes each of them a wink in turn.

Holly slips back into her heels, leaning on Spike's knee to steady herself. She _feels _a sharp sting to her rear, and hears the noisy slap of the spank her lays across her ass as she bends over. Speechless, she wheels around, her cheeks glowing red. A moment later, Leah takes her by the arm, and leads her away, Holly's eyes still fixed on the cheeky dealer.

"That was the right decision.... right?" Holly murmurs, finally looking back at her redheaded friend.

"Yeah. Definitely. Who knows what he might of slipped us." Leah nods, sounding unconvinced.

"Don't, now you're making me doubt myself!"

They manage a nervous giggle together, and Leah guides them towards a bar.

"Let's get a drink, unless your ass is too sore for a barstool." Leah grins slyly.

Holly grins back, giving her friend a quick pinch on the behind, "You're buying!"