Mary

"How about you, Ashley?" you ask. It's a little douchey, but everyone is expecting her to volunteer, anyway.

Ashley rolls her eyes. "Oh, fi--" Before she can finish her sentence, though, someone interjects.

"I'll do it," Mary says. "Sounds like it could be kinda hot."

Huh. You weren't expecting that one, to be sure. You've seen Mary come home with a few guys, but you never would have expected her to volunteer to hook up with a bouncer to get you guys into a club a little bit faster.

"Yeah, sure," you say. You throw a thumb over your shoulder. "That guy," you say.

"Cool. He isn't too bad, honestly." Mary jogs over to where the bouncer is standing by the door, running on the platforms of her gold heels. She gets real close to the bouncer, running a hand down his chest. He grins and calls over one of his coworker, pointing at you, the other girls, 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 Mary and the bouncer run off by themselves around the corner of the bar, into some alleyway out back.