Wait for the bouncer.

After a few awkward minutes, the bouncer returns, looking very satisfied with himself. You see Christy inside as the door swings, and she's fixing her tousled hair and reapplying her lipstick.

You don't even want to know what they were up to. The bouncer looks at you, and considers his options.

"What are you still doing here?" You mumble a bit before biting your lip.

"I was hoping to get in with my friend there." The guy looks at you skeptically, and then shakes his head.

"Sorry, I can't accept anymore... er, payments, at this time." He shrugs, and is about to shoo you away when a handsome man walks up and puts his arm around you.

"She's with me," he says sauvely, "don't worry about it." The door swings open and you smile gratefully at your savior.

"I can't thank you enough... wait, what's your name?" You cling to him like a life raft as he smoothly cuts through the groups of people and leads you to a small red couch in the corner. You look around, but you don't see Christy anywhere. It makes you uncomfortable to be without a friend, but there's not much you can do about it now.

"Doe." he states, so quietly you have to lean in to hear. His voice melts on your ears like liquid chocolate, and you lean in even further to fully take it in. "Just grace me with your company-that's thanks enough." Blushing like crazy, you barely notice the way his eyes burn as they go over your body. He takes extra time at the edges of your dress - the deep V and short hemline that creeps dangerously high on your legs.

"That's so sweet," you say happily, as he gently rests a hand on your leg. He raises his hand to order a few drinks wordlessly to a passing waiter. They soon arrive and one sip tells you this man likes his drinks strong. You make a face, not used to such high amounts of **** in one drink.

"Can't handle it, darling?" he laughs, and you chug the rest to prove him wrong.

After a few more drinks and a lot more flirting, he grabs your hand, leading you to a private room.