Walk up and begin dancing with her.

You signal the bartender and order yourself a drink; fortunately, your virtual wallet seems to be plenty full. As you shotgun the ****, you feel the burn at the back of your throat and you marvel at the realism. If just drinking feels so good in this program, then what exactly will it feel like getting anywhere at all with Rinoa?

You set your shot glass down and move towards the crowded dance-floor. You're about to find out.

At first you're concerned that you might have trouble getting there, but somehow the crowds part at exactly the right time. You reach Rinoa and smile easily, letting your eyes roam over her sexy, slender body. Briefly you wonder if her breasts are bigger, and then you realize that the game has accommodated your perfectly.

Rinoa, smiling at you, gives a little shimmy that sends her breasts lightly bouncing beneath her dress, and it's suddenly obvious that she's not wearing a bra. You meet her sweet, dark eyes, which are currently looking at you mischievously, and she asks you, "Wanna dance?"