Of course he is

Misty hurried back to the bar, hoping the man was still there. Misty gave herself a mental high-five when she saw him standing there talking to one of her colleagues, Suni. When Suni saw Misty out of the corner of her eye, she gave a subtle nod of the head to indicate that she needed Misty's help. Misty didn't need an invitation.

"Hey Misty, this gentleman," began Suni.

"It's fine, I know," said Misty, saving her colleague the trouble of explaining everything. Turning to the man Misty asked, "Are you ready?"

"Fuckin' yeah!" Said the man excitedly. "What I gotta do?"

"First you need a special drink for the special lady." Without Diana present Misty didn't need hide what she was putting into the drink. "Make sure she drinks it before you do anything," Misty told the man, giving him a wink on the word 'anything'. She handed over the drink.

"Follow me and I'll explain." Like a lovesick puppy, the man followed Misty, listening to every word she was saying, to every suggestions she was making. When Misty opened the door to the private room for the man, he took one look at Diana and practically ran into the room, almost knocking Misty out the way.

Misty closed the door and went over to one of the security personnel. In a lowered tone she whispered, "Tell the boss to watch the show." The man nodded and relayed the message into his mic. Misty went back to the bar. Misty couldn't really blame the man for how he reacted - it wasn't everyday someone opened a door for you and inside was a beautiful woman with her hands behind her back, thrusting out her bare chest with a come-and-get-me look on her face. Misty thought 99% of straight men would react the same.

"Nah," said Misty to herself as she reached the bar. "100%"