The Witch

I watch the couple talking angrily with each other from behind the bar. The woman is dressed rather conservatively. Well, conservative for this club anyway. She's wearing tight, white jeans which show off her cute butt and long legs, as well as an equally slim fitting shirt which shows off her tight stomach and modest sized breasts. Her long, black hair flows freely down her back. Her boyfriend is dressed less well, but still well enough to get in. A simple blue, button up shirt and a pair of black chinos. He doesn't look particularly muscular but he hardly looks scrawny. He looks like he has an average frame. His brown hair is short and messy, but intentionally so.

I hate watching people so upset, especially when they came out to relax and have fun. They came in with a group which now seems to have disbanded into three smaller groups which have all split up for now. Each one going to a different corner of the club to either flirt with other club goers, get drunk at the bar, or probably a combination of both. My attention however, remains focused on the couple who are still bickering on the edge of the dance floor. They're getting louder now. Some people on the dance floor are looking uncomfortable, glancing in their direction with a confused, awkward expression on their faces. Not knowing whether to intervene or to mind their own business. If something doesn't happen soon, they're likely to get thrown out onto the street to sort it out in their own time.

I glance around the bar for inspiration. First, I'll start with the girl. It doesn't need to be too potent, just something to stop them arguing.Something to distract her. Something to let her loosen up and have a little fun! My eyes finally settle on the cocktail shaker behind the bar and my eyes light up. Perfect! Now, it needs to be sweet, fruity, definitely with a bit of punch though, so a few shots of **** for sure. I glance back up at the two arguing still and decide to add half a nip more **** just to play safe. With the main drink out of the way, it's time to add the little twist that makes The Witches Cauldron so famous. I squat down and open the ingredients cabinet, my eyes roaming the assortment of herbs and magical ingredients which can turn any drink into a gateway to a wild night. It only takes a few more moments to prepare my selection, grinding it into a fine powder and then sprinkling it into the cocktail. I can't help but smile as I watch the cocktail begin to radiate a pink light which gradually fades down.

Now for him. I glance up at the woman's partner, still arguing loudly with her. At this rate they're going to drive away half of the dance floor... There are several options that I could go with for him. The effects my potions can have are incredibly vast. Even with the limited supply I have in my cabinet right now, with the right combination and dosage of ingredients, I can run wild with whatever I make. One thing's for sure though, I doubt he's the type of guy to drink a "girly" drink like a cocktail. Bland outfit, average build, boring haircut... A rum and coke should do the trick. Maybe I can make him a bit more adventurous, get him to try out some new things tonight... I squat back down, searching through my cabinet again, my eyes settling across the perfect ingredient... Oh their nights are about to get a LOT wilder. They're going to love it.