Look for a hookup

Josie walks in head bobbing in time with the base of the music already, the outside of the club letting that much leak into her awareness. The darkness of the room and thickness of the acrid smoke makes everything hard to focus on but the dance floor is covered in girls so josie decides to go to the tables on the second floor where there seems to be less competition. The hash smoke is a lot thicker up here, Josie checks her device noting that some of the rules have been changed without her being aware of their changing. Maybe making hash legal was what she changed earlier, or one thing she changed? Hell, maybe the rules changed in response to changes she made, changing rules seemed to retroactively change history after all.

Looking around there are a few options, One guy who is cute but kind of nerdy, another that is cut but kind of looks like a douche, one who looks rich but he already has a few girls so that could be tough, and a tall leggy brunette in a dress with a slit up to her hip.