Black: King's Bishop f8>b4

"Charles! There you are! I was starting to think you got lost!" Reggie exclaimed, grabbing the attention of Charles, his current target, and the curious onlooker. He could clearly see Charles was working over this young blonde girl, but he was unclear on the specifics and apparently there was an interested onlooker so he decided that he would approach as the boisterous friend, charming, loud, and completely without context of the ongoing conversation. From there, Charles would be able to steer the conversation appropriately.

"Reggie! I had no idea where you went! This young lady was helping me find your club just now, she's been very helpful!" Charles looked up from Ingrid's phone, already having spied her full name when she had flipped through the menu that showed her account. What's more, his photographic memory had also managed to log her phone number and email address that had been displayed just under that, "Ingrid, this is my friend, Reggie. He owns the club I mentioned, you would think he'd have given me the actual address after inviting me over, but he's very forgetful sometimes."

Reggie leaned in to shake Ingrid's hand, "Pleasure to meet you, I hope my friend hasn't bothered you too much. I sent him the address but it seems like his old phone couldn't handle something as complicated as a map."

Ingrid laughed as she looked back at Charles, her new acquaintance giving off a sheepish grin as he sighed and admitted defeat. This let Reggie look her up and down, admiring her dress and physique. An image very briefly flashed through Reggie's imagination of Charles and him sitting in the back of his limousine, being driven back to his warehouse as this girl and that slutty redhead that had originally piqued his interest had a pair of handcuffs restraining their wrists up to the roof of the cabin forcing the pair to straddle Reggie and Charles' cocks as they were pounded into the entire ride... but only very briefly as by the time Ingrid turned back to him he had resumed his innocent smile.

"Well I was glad to help, I hope you two have a great day," Ingrid said as she backed away from the pair of friends, happy to have come to a resolution for Charles' problem.

"Wait, you should come to my club," Reggie exclaimed, "I'll give you the VIP treatment for stopping to help my old fool of a friend!"

"Oh, thank you so much, but I have to meet my friends, we're going out later and-" Ingrid started before she was interrupted.

"The more the merrier! Bring your friends! Drinks will be on the house! If you want we can give you a ride the rest of the way so you can invite them!"

Ingrid wasn't sure what to make of her new friends or the situation she'd found herself in... but Emma and Caitlyn had told her to come ready to go out and party! She was willing to bet they'd like a VIP table and free drinks at a night club!

(Link to board: https://lichess.org/editor/rnb1k1nr/pp1p2pp/2p1p3/q4p2/PbPP4/5N2/1P1BPPPP/RN1QKB1R_bKQkq-_0_1?color=white)