Bust out some for Erin

Deciding this alpha babe needs to loosen up a bit, you decide to break out a bit of the product you've brought with you (just in case the customer wants to add to the order).

"What's that for?" Erin asks you, raising an eyebrow in interest.

"It's nothing." You decide to play it cool. Girls like Erin want a guy who is nonchalant.

Deciding that, because of all the girls ordered some, cocaine would be the way to start, you bust out a baggie and begin the ritual of breaking it up to make sure there's no clumps. You set down two lines on the table; roll up a $100 bill, and help yourself first.

Cocaine is a rush. Almost the instant you've taken the line, your body starts to feel hot and you're filled with a rush of energy. A sense of intense vigor fills you up, and you pass the $100 bill to Erin with an extra swagger to your movements.

She doesn't hesitate, takes the line down like a Colombian **** cartel pro. Her breasts heave under her tank top as she exhales, but Erin still doesn't smile.