Walk over

You smile and wave back to her, taking a moment to enjoy the sight of her smooth, slender legs. The skirt she wears comes half way down her thighs and it simply enhances what is already there. You sigh happily at the view.

You walk over to her, crossing the distance between the two of you with a {if Confidence >= 35}spring in your {elseif Confidence <= 35} halting, hesitant {endif}step. You grin happily, "Ready to get that bucket of tequila?"

Bianca bats her eyelids at you and bites her lip. "Uh huh. Let's get out of here. A few of the crew said they were going to the Crowbar as well."

You nod. That made sense. The 'crew' were some of the people you worked with and the group of you had formed a friendship. Working day in and day out with the same group of people tends to do that. The Crowbar was the local bar, only about a ten minute walk from your office building.

"Cool. Let's go then."

{if Hero = 1} As you walk away from your work, Bianca sneaks her hand down and grasps your own. She deftly entwines her fingers in yours. Your heart skips a beat and you can feel a warmth spread through your body. You can't help but grin {endif}

After a quick walk, the two of you reach the bar. You pull the door open, gesturing to Bianca to enter. "You're a gentleman," she murmurs as she enters and you follow. Inside, you are greeted by the sound of music playing over the sound system, the crack of pool queues hitting billiard balls and a chorus of greetings from the crew. You turn to Bianca. "So what do you want to drink?"