You have a "special pass"

You tell Melanie to wait a few yards away before you confidently walk up to the older woman, a teacher you recall. "Hello I'm here for the prom."

She looks you over for a second. "I don't recognize you... This dance is for students only and you look a little old to be a student." She gives you a dissaproving look.

"Right, but I was the one with the special pass." The woman's face glosses over for a second.

"Special pass?"

You turn your attention to the man. "You know what I'm talking about, right?"

"Yeah of course, the special pass."

The woman shakes her head, trying to clear her mind. "Can you remind me?"

"The special pass that allows me to fuck any girl I want at this hotel whenever I want." You pull out your driver's license. "See?"

"Oh yes now it all makes sense. Come right in." You beckon your faux mother forward and walk with her into the ballroom.