Yes

As you approach Lauren Conrad, wearing a black strapless tube top and a tight-fitting black skirt, you only have one thing in mind.

Whether you got anywhere with her was another story, but you weren't going to pass up an opportunity to "mingle" with a girl like her.

After exchanging the normal pleasantries that you must at a party like this, you and Lauren get to talking, and finally, you lay it on the line.

"So Lauren," you ask her, looking up into her eyes, "since I'm new in town and you're known as a socialite, could you maybe show me around town later?"

"I'd love to John," she tells you, "but don't you think we ought to hang out around here a little bit first?"

"Absolutely Lauren," you tell her, hoping she's not onto your game.

Your fears are put to rest when Lauren rummages for her phone, no doubt texting her friends that she has found company for the night.

"Now, let's drink," she tells you, giggling as she leads you to the bar.