To the crowd of girls

Xander practically materialized out of the shadows, startling but not scaring the group of five women. They were all dolled up, clearly on the town for a girls' night out, most likely trolling for partners for the night. They were all attractive, and clearly with upper class upbringing for they wore their slutty clothes with style and confidence, as opposed to the trashy women who sometimes wore similar outfits but only appeared pathetic.

"Hello there!" blurted the apparent alpha female of the group, flashing Xander a brilliant smile. "Where did YOU come from?"

Xander returned her arrogant smirk. "I suppose it would be too cheesy to say out of your dreams, wouldn't it?" Two of the girls rolled their eyes and a third snorted in derision. The alpha girl was enjoying the direction the conversation was going, however, and another seemed unable to take her hungry eyes off of him. "Yes," smiled alpha, "But maybe I like cheese."

"Come ON, Bianca!" sniffed one of the other girls. "I want to get to the club!" "Yeah, seriously," added another in a snobby voice, "This guy is such a, like, total loser!"

Bianca turned a sly eye at her snooty friends, then broke into another huge smile. "Oh, all right. I was just teasing him." With that, she turned away from Xander as if he wasn't even there and resumed strutting down the street, her strappy high-heeled sandals clicking on the pavement. The rest of the girls followed, except for the one who seemed entranced by Xander. After a dozen or so steps one of the entourage noticed there were only four of them, and turned back to look in exasperation at her friend who hadn't yet moved. "Sasha, what the hell?" she yelled back. "Let's GO!"

After a moment's pause, Sasha looked at her friends. "No, you all go ahead. I'll follow in a minute." The group of rich bitches shook their heads and mumbled to themselves, but then quickly continued their sauntering towards the club.

"What ARE you?" Sasha asked Xander, and he was taken aback at the question. "I mean, you're not totally human, that much is for sure." Xander looked on the girl with wonder. "I'm in big trouble, aren't I?" she asked plainly, her innocence concealing something just below the surface, something... ****? eager? sultry?

Xander took a moment to give the girl a more careful once-over. After doing so, he concluded that she was clearly the most attractive of the clique. Her slender body was curvy in the right places, and her clothes were less revealing than her counterparts'. Certainly the sheer fabrics with strategically placed ruffles and slits hinted at the flesh beneath. And yes, the makeup was applied just so, a clear signal to those on the hunt for female coupling. But her demeanor and even her facial bone structure indicated this was an uncommonly beautiful woman. Suddenly Xander wanted her, and knew he would have her. The look on his face must have changed subtly, for the girl let out a little gasp of fear or excitement, he couldn't tell which.

"Yes," he told her. "You are indeed in trouble."