He accepts the challenge

Give me an hour.

Her friends exchange a look. Vanessa holds his gaze for a moment longer, something moving behind her dark eyes, then steps aside.

She gestures toward the door.

Vanessa: the clock is running.

He slides the balcony door open and steps back inside.

The party is still going below, loud and unaware of what was just agreed to on a balcony upstairs. He stands at the top of the stairs for a moment, scanning the room below.

Somewhere down there are two guys with no plans for the rest of the night.

And somewhere down there are the two girls he needs to convince to take care of that problem.

He heads down the stairs.