To a dance club to get your grove on.

She takes you to a rave in a huge apparently unused warehouse near the airport. You walk in surprised at how well you move in your heels and soon you both are drunk on the dance floor grinding and moving with the rhythmic driving beat. Eventually, covered in sweat, you both head to the back to find a seat. Easier said than done you find and soon the two of you are leaning against each other rocking to the beat using a barstool occupied by a hot sexy brunette dressed in a blue shiny skin tight dress and high stiletto platform shoes, for support.

Drunk and feeling good you turn some of your attention to the brunette and find out her name is Becky, and she is dating a 6’2” guy that is standing on the other side of her and leaning into her talking into her ear. While listening in to them you find your companion has apparently wondered off. Drunk as hell now you simply decide to wait the last hour till the place closes and if you don’t see her sooner you can find her at her car.

“Hey babe wanna party?” You hear the familiar words and look to see who it might be.