"Destin?" Missy inquired.

"Means fate." Rosen replied evenly, "Ironic though. She's the only one left of that kind. I guess the others were 'fated' to die?" He suddenly shook his hair out a little, pulling his mind from the heavy thoughts, and yawned.

Missy looked like she wanted to ask more, but refrained. For now. "... How long do these parties usually last?"

"All night?" Rosen replied, "I dunknow, I'm never here that long." he said, standing and stretching his perfect body a little bit.

Missy nodded a little, not asking any more.

"You're welcome to play games with me if you get bored of this perfect house." he informed her as he stepped out of the Jacuzzi and grabbed a towel.

"... Thanks," Missy replied. It looked like she planned on sitting around a little longer.

Rosen shrugged and left. Just as he walked away, Laurel toppled into the Jacuzzi, head first.

Missy cussed a little before making sure her head got above the water.

Laurel surfaced, coughing up water before giggling and glancing at Missy with glossy eyes.

"You're stone drunk," she observed. "This jacuzzi isn't the place for you."

And without much warning at all, Laurel kissed her.

Missy quickly pushed Laurel away and wiped off her mouth. "Sorry, but I'm not interested," she replied.

Laurel giggled a little, "I think I like men better." she said with surprising clarity before dissolving into another fit of giggles.

"Me too," Missy agreed before trying to get Laurel out of the hot tub.

Laurel was too full of giggles to stand up straight. She kept collapsing back into the Jacuzzi. "Has he... scared you?" Laurel suddenly asked Missy with a smile but there was a bit of seriousness behind those glossy eyes.