Getting to know you [Travis/Mimi]

"Hopefully Lacy doesn't get to pissed."
Travis said, opening his car door. Luckily, the beach was empty, so the two wouldn't be rushed by the fans.
"You sure you're okay with this?"

"I'm fine." Mimi said shyly.

[yeeeeep I suck.]

"You can....just tell me if you're uncomfortable. We can just go back to the arena."
Travis said, looking at her.

"I'll be sure to tell you." She tucked a piece of hair behind her ears.

"In that case, you just want to walk on the beach then?"

"Sure."

He smiled.
"So...I guess I should just ask to get to know you?"
He chuckled.

"Um, what do you want to know?"

"Just the basics I guess, whatever you want to tell me."

"Um. Well, I'm twenty three. From Vegas."

"I'm twenty five from Vegas."

"Cool." She smiled lightly.

"Very. So I'm guessing you're just as good at card games as I am?"
He joked.

"I'm good at Solitare and bullshit. That's about it."

"I wasn't too bad in poker. I'm a horrible liar, so bullshit is out of the question. And solitaire is just a bore to me."

"Solitaire is a good time keeper."

Travis laughed.
"We're on a beach talking about cards, so sorry for laughing but, this is just funny to me."

"What a conversation." Mimi laughs lightly, trying to force herself to be more comfortable around him.

"So how'd you get your start in wrestling?"
He asked, trying to get her to open up.