Susan

You look around the crowded bar in a slow 360 degree turn, not seeing anyone to your fancy. You face back at your friend.

Sophie: "I pick you."

Susan: "Eh... what?"

Sophie: "Yes, you. You'll go out with me."

Susan: "(Sophie are you mad, I have a fiancé!)"

Sophie: "Yeah but you're not married yet, are you?"

You smile deviously at Susan, tilting your head slightly. She just looks on in astonishment.

Sophie: "You said anybody, including the girls. I've taken my pick, I want to go out with you."

Susan: "I said most of the girls, but I really didn't account for myself!"

Sophie: "So... are you saying you don't like me?"

Susan: "Well not like that... I mean, I admit that you're like the hottest person I've ever seen, boys included, but I don't really swing that way, you know?"

Sophie: "Hmph."