Taking another drink of her water, Candice smiled at the girl in front of her as she talked about taking all the dresses. “All in a night of fun,” CC revealed with a smile - placing the empty bottle beside her as Kara plopped down on the couch next to her. Laughter filled the air once again when Kara said the words “Oh sh$t we’re actually in someone’s room,” - only resulting in a nod from Candice. “That we are. And the 23-year-old trophy wife we just stole from will just shed a tear or two and probably get 15 dresses just as expensive as these… now try and convince me that this isn’t better than ‘marrying a rich sugar daddy,’” Candice asked, referring to Kara’s earlier statement - though both of them had already agreed marrying a rich old man was idiotic, to say the least.
However, Candice’s laughter stopped and was replaced with a mischievous smile when the girl asked her next question about how she had learned how to pick locks. “Well… that may be a story for another time when we get to know each other a little bit better and I’m a litttttttleee less tipsy… but let’s just say, it’s a skill that I’ve used more than once,” Candice stated with a wink - always having a trusty bobby pin on her person. An accessory that more than one use - her favorite.
“In any case, we look hot and there is a party downstairs calling our name.” Candice stated, a frown encompassing her features as she truly didn’t want to enter the lion’s den again where vultures - aka people - watched their every move to look for a mistake to take a photo of, or tweet about. But alas, CC was sure Kara wanted to head back to the party to partake in the Blue Royalty challenges - ones that Candice had already mentally decided she would not partake in this round. Hell, she was too drunk to even care about it anymore.