Vibe Check

"I didn't freak you out or anything did I?"" Kelly asked, her gaze scanning Kelly intently.

"No ... why do you ... is something wrong?" Sandy asked, looking back at Kelly. Had something happened? She suddenly felt very nervous once again.

"It's just ... Look, I don't want you to hate me because I like to play, ok?" Kelly explained. "You seemed like ... I don't make you nervous do I?"

"A ... a little, honestly." Sandy nodded, feeling panic rising in her. She knew that the fear of discovery was starting to show now, and she needed to deflect it into something that would be more explainable.

"Are you ... Ok, don't take this the wrong way, but ... are you ... you've never had a girlfriend, have you?" Kelly's expression took on a more gentle cast.

"I well ... I never had a ... no, not really." Sandy wasn't quite sure how to answer the question, and as a result what came out of her mouth was the unvarnished truth. She had once had a boyfriend, of course. It wasn't like she was a blushing virgin.

"I don't bite. I promise." Kelly smiled, her voice becoming reassuring. "Just relax a bit, ok?

"Relax?" Sandy asked, leaning back against the pillows.

"Yeah, Relax! I mean so far you've been ... well you're so formal, like you expect my dad to come in and bust you. You had that one joke, but ... well, look at Nathan. He at least is having fun and relaxing."

"It's just that I don't really know you." Sandy answered, willing her leg to stop shaking. A nervous twitch had started to form in her calf, and she could feel the muscle tense and relax rapidly.

"Ok, I'm Kelly, I love to cosplay, and I think you're really cute but need to calm down." Kelly grinned. "I think we're gonna need to get a few drinks into you at the Hideaway and then we'll meet the real Sam."

"The Hideaway?" Sandy asked, stretching out her leg. The twitch stopped, but she was now very aware of her breathing. For a second, she wondered at Kelly's conversation, wondering where she was going with this.

"Oh, it's this great little club about four blocks away. We're totally going to go there after the con closes on Saturday." Kelly's eyes lit up as she described the place. "It used to be a speakeasy back in the twenties, and then they redid it in the sixties into this spy bar, and now, it's just this really cool and fun place that we get to go to."

"Sounds like fun." Sandy agreed. It did sound like a fun place to go, and it might be nice to enjoy a drink without pressure.

"Maybe we can grab a dance or something, as long as you promise to have fun." Kelly smirked. "No sad face. Big smile now!"

Sandy couldn't resist cracking a smile at the request. Kelly was indeed fun. Before she could say anything more Kelly's attention was drawn to the bathroom, where Nathan was exiting.

He wasn't wearing a shirt. He wasn't ripped or cut in any way, but the fine hair on his chest and stomach was rather appealing, and Sandy felt her gaze drawn downwards to where it pointed towards his shorts. She felt a twinge go though her as she looked at him, and forcibly dragged her attention back to the television.

"Ooooh, HOT! Sam, I have a request for the next time you get out of the shower." Kelly tossed the last comment over her shoulder as she breezed past Nathan into the bathroom.

"Put a shirt on, man." Sandy remarked, actually enjoying the show but not wanting to make that fact public knowledge.

"Too hot in here." Nathan replied, lying down on the bed. "So they had the wrong guy, right? Show is only half over."