Those devil-may-care smiles of hers would be enough to get any man going, or at least that's how Penn felt. There was just something about that Winters girl that made him think bad thoughts far more often than humanly necessary. Of course, it probably had to do with the fact that she continued to refer to him 'affectionately' as PT and their conversations always had something to do with porn, fetishes, and the like. Strange how that worked, really. And yet, when they were face to face with one another, not a damn thing ever seemed to happen.
Sitting down on the stool, he'd just picked his beer up to take another long swig when he heard the next person hit the stage. What he wasn't expecting was for it to be Chase. He also hadn't expected her to sound quite the way she did. Not that it was bad, by any means, it was just rougher than her actual voice which .. let's face it, that voice could get mildly annoying after awhile with it's higher pitch. Thankfully, she was pretty enough that you just sucked it up and dealt with it. Haha!
Leaning against the bar, the corners of his lips tugged upward in a smirk as he held the beer in front of him and just watched her do her thing. "Definitely not what I expected." He muttered, more to himself than to anyone else that happened to be listening. Shaking his head, he turned back into the bar and finished off his beer before ordering up another.
He was busy focusing on the follow up refreshment when the music ended and he hadn't bothered to look to see where Chase had wandered off to. Probably should have. Next thing he knew, there was that voice speaking into his ear, the smirk returning to his face as he shifted on his stool. "Don't tease a man like that. I'm due for a good lapdance." He tipped his beer toward her with a grin before turning to face her as she continued to speak. "Hmm?" Her question peaked his interest but when she finally spit out the punchline, he laughed. "A duet, huh? What'd you have in mind?"