hit the bar, make a friend

The two of you settle in at the bar at first, buying you and Noir some drinks to loosen up. You watch the dancers and listen to the music, enjoying each others company while getting used to the change in setting. The **** seems to alternately loosening her up and exciting her, the goth bat relaxing into her seat but getting more clingly and handsy with you.

Noir excuses herself to the bathroom eventually, at which time a white-furred rabbit morph takes the seat opposite of where Noir was. “Hey!” she greets excitedly, her loose movements either incredibly in the flow of the music or influenced by some substance or another. “You new here?”

“Yea,” you confirm. “First time. Just came with my new girl.”
“Awesome,” she laughs, tossing her head to one side. She has slightly longer hair on her head, which hangs over her shoulders alongside her loose and floppy ears. “My name’s Amber! I just wanted to say, you looked really cute, and wanted to know if you wanted to party with me.”
You smile and nod your head towards the bathroom. “You did hear me mention I’m with my girlfriend, right?” Surprising that you don’t use the word pet this time…. “The cute bat I was just with?”

Amber smiles mischievously at you as she takes up a drink at the bar and takes a long pull. “I don’t mind,” she giggles. “She can come along too. Or… she doesn’t have to know…” she says, leaning in close to your face