The pub is a washout, lets get going

As you both finish your drinks at almost the same time, a simple nod from Lucy indicates she is ready to move on from here already, and placing your own empty bottle down, you slide off the chair and stand to let her know you were thinking the same.

As you walk towards the door, it swings open and a group of guys come in, all of them making no attempt to hide their wandering eyes as they see you heading in the direction of the door they are coming through.

You and Lucy return the gazes, but nothing takes your fancy, and passing through the group who make little attempt to clear a path for you, you feel a few sneaky hands slide against you.

Finally you make it outside, and arm in arm head towards the club, hoping the talent will be better in there than the pub. Two minutes later you find yourself in the short queue to get inside, and as it eases its way towards the door, you notice a couple of guys right behind you in the queue who seem to be paying your backs a lot of attention.