Tell you to go out

"I'm not in the mood," Monica replies. "If you're so bored, go out and have fun and let me enjoy my movie."

"Fine," you reply and head out the door. You go to a bar that's nearby. You haven't been there before, but your co-workers have told you it is a fun place and great way to meet women. Your relationship is getting stale. Maybe it's time to see what else is out there.

You pull into a parking spot and get out of your car. A bouncer checks your ID, and lets you in. As you walk in, the place looks relatively empty for a Saturday night. "Well, it's only 8:30," you tell yourself.

You walk up to the bar and order a drink. The bartender is friendly. "What's brought you in here tonight?" he asks.

"Looking for women, I suppose," you reply as you scan the bar. At one end of the bar is a blonde in pig tails. You can only see her from the waist up but it looks like she is wearing some sort of a pink baby doll dress. You look closer and she's got on a petticoat with it. She's cute, a little chubby, and wearing no makeup.

You look over at the other end of the bar and see the opposite. A woman is ordering a scotch on the rocks. She is wearing a tight leather dress and thigh-high, lace-up boots. The heels on her boots must be six inches. She seems like she would tower over you. As you stare at her, a group of young women walk in, all giggling.

"They're all relatively attractive, but I wonder if it's just cheerleader effect," you think to yourself. You notice one of the women is a receptionist where you work. She has her brown hair curled, wearing a long, flowing dress.