"Sure!" she says.

You both get another drink, and flirt some more.

{if Confidence>74}

{if Mood_Jul>59}

"Wanna dance?" you ask.

"Yeah, I love dancing!" she replies, and she takes your hand and leads you to the dance floor.

{else}

"Wanna dance?" you ask.

"Umm, I don't think I'm in the mood for dancing yet!" she replies.

You eventually run out of things to say. You don't feel confident enough to dance... There is a long silence, as she waits for you to say something. Then she picks up her phone and pretends to read a text. You can tell she's faking it.

"I'm sorry," she says, "but I have to go find my friends now. It was great meeting you!"

Before you have the chance to ask for her number, she's disappeared in the crowd.

{endif}

{else}

You eventually run out of things to say. You don't feel confident enough to dance... There is a long silence, as she waits for you to say something. Then she picks up her phone and pretends to read a text. You can tell she's faking it.

"I'm sorry," she says, "but I have to go find my friends now. It was great meeting you!"

Before you have the chance to ask for her number, she's disappeared in the crowd.

{endif}