Anissa is the key

Anissa clearly dominated this group. She was definitely the one most likely to cause a problem. She might even be the type to call the bouncer and have you dragged away before you had a chance to work your magic. She was obviously the kind of privileged hot girl who'd always had to deal with guys being all over her, so she'd learned to take command. You'd have to deal with her first.

You set the wine glasses on the table and put the bottle of cristal in front of Anissa. Her mouth dropped open in slack jawed disgust. "I said I wanted a glass of cristal, not to spend the whole night with you."

"Oh come on," you said with a smile. "You like the stuff. A bottle is better than a glass. That's right, isn't it?"

She started to object, then stopped. After a moment she reached for the bottle with a put-upon look and said, "Fine."

Perfect. This bought you some time.

"Jennifer! Oh my god! You look so cute tonight!" said Lena. "I think every guy in here is checking you out!"

"Oh course they are!" said Anissa. "Jennifer, I'm so glad you finally decided to take my advice about your dour outfits!" She played with her thick, black hair. It looked like a whole team of stylists had shaped it to perfection. Then her smile took on a slightly condescending edge. "Although, you might want to back down on the cleavage. With endowments as large as yours, a little goes a long way. You might overheat the men."

Lena and Cassidy looked down, clearly not wanting to contradict Anissa in any way. However, Jennifer reacted quite differently. She leaned over the table and stroked Anissa's hand. "Well, what if it's not the men I'm trying to impress?"

All three of the other girls looked shocked. You took advantage of their distraction to lean down and whisper into Cassidy's ear. "Why is Anissa so critical of Jennifer's outfit? Tell me the truth."

Cassidy adjusted her glasses nervously, initially too nervous to say anything. Then your command overwhelmed her. "Anissa has always been the hot one of the group. I think she's feeling a little threatened."

The hot one! Of this group, made up entirely of super hot girls! Well, everything is relative. You leaned back over to Cassidy's ear. "Thanks. By the way, you're pretty hot, too, and you deserve to be seen. Relax a little."

Cassidy turned and looked at you with embarrassment. This wasn't something she was willing to accept, but then her brain stopped pushing back. Her body language loosened up, and she dropped her arms so they weren't covering her up so much. She smiled at you sweetly and said, "Thanks!"

You turned back to Anissa to see that she'd pulled her hand away from Jennifer's hand and changed the subject. She finished off her wine and looked at the empty glass.

"Anissa, have another glass of cristal," you commanded.

Anissa started to reach for the bottle, then resisted. Then her hand seemed to lurch forward, as if your command had finally **** itself into her brain. She grabbed it, held it so tightly for a moment that her fingers went white, then pulled back. "No. I don't want any right now, thank you very much."

Seriously? Was she refusing a command just because it was coming from you? Clearly yes, since she was looking at you like you she'd just proven that you were totally beneath her.

This was going to be a little harder than you'd thought.