Certainly.

The bouncer isn't a problem. As said, 10 years ago she would find a big spender and with a wink and a promise of a handjob she'd be sitting right there. Hell, her younger self had already done it tonight, a repeat act wasn't out of the question.

No, the issue lay elsewhere. First, Lisa didn't want to betray Jake. She could lie to another man, make false promises, but her body was for him alone. Second, she needed to be able to leave at her leisure, she needed to not have a man pin her down and keep her from walking out of her with her bratty younger self on her shoulder. The answer to both was simple. She needed help, bait, decoys, whatever they could be called. A group of girls who could go in with her, and who she could leave behind when it was time to make her escape.

Sliding up to the bar she looked out across the club. She needed girls who would do what she wanted, impressionable, malleable, agreeable, any mix of the above really. She looked out for a naive group of teens, likely full of fake ids, or an awkward cluster of first timers, or even more predatory looks, women who were hunting a big spender themselves and could use a boost.