You want to move on to the club

You make your way back to find Lucy, who sitting there chatting to a couple of guys. As you take a spare seat beside her, one of them is speaking, and you struggle to stifle a laugh as you recognise the voice as the guy who you have just heard giving it to Kelly in the toilets.

“Fancy moving on?” you ask Lucy when there is a break in conversation, and without reply, your friend grabs her drink from the table, drains the last remains, and steps up.

“Come on then, let’s go and see if there is any decent talent around tonight” she declares as she stands, a comment that seems to offend the two guys at the table.

“So, did Kelly find you” she turns and asks as you step outside. You nod with a grin, and as you walk arm in arm down the road to the club, you give her the story of what went on in the toilets.

You reach the club, relieved to see the queue is not too long, and tagging onto the end of it, you are just finishing your story as you reach the entrance. Stepping inside, with Lucy paying the entry for you both, you look around, deciding where to begin.