Miss: Jessica is too tired from all the dancing, and she passes out on your bed.

"I wish I could, Eric," Jessica looks over to you, stifling a yawn, "but even I have my limits in how much dancing I can do in one night.

You watch her head to your bed, where she works to remove her ankle boots. She barely manages to safely set them aside, before she collapses onto your bed, falling asleep pretty fast. Maybe it was from all the dancing she did, or maybe it was that and whatever drinks she had tonight, even if she did so in relative moderation. Either way, it's clear you're not getting laid with her tonight, but you find it reasonable, given her hard clubbing activity. So you finish removing your clothes, then join Jessica on the bed, falling asleep fast, as you kill the lights.