Ashley and Salja

"Hey, Salja?" Ashley says. "Do you... remember that thing we were talking about?"

Your tomboy friend grins a little, looking at her roommate. "Oh yeah," she says. "Are you thinking...?"

"Yeah," Ashley says. "You wanna?"

The two women look at each other, then back at you, then back at the bar.

"Let's do it," Salja says.

"Wait, really?" you say. "Both of you?"

"Yeah," Salja says. "Ashley and I will both do it."

Apparently, Ashley is rubbing off on your friend. Maybe in more ways than one, you think to yourself. It's kind of hot imagining the two of them together. Lucky bouncer. "Yeah, sure," you say. You throw a thumb over your shoulder. "That guy is the one you're looking for," you say.

"Ooh, he's a hottie," Ashley says. "C'mon, Salja. Our destiny awaits." The roommates walk over to where the barman is standing by the edge of the bar and explain themselves to him. The guy looks more than a little bit shocked, but he grins and calls over one of his coworkers. He points at you, Mary, and the guys, a few feet away. It looks like the rest of you will be good to get into the club whenever you want. Then Ashley and Salja and the bouncer disappear by themselves.