A good looking, tall young man with dirty blond hair and tan skin, wearing a light blue polo shirt that pulls against his muscular arms and chest, walks by the ladies. He looks over and gives them a smile, winking at Jill. "Wow," is all Lisa had to say and Jill nods. He turns in his step and walks backwards before he accidentally runs into someone. Jill and Lisa both laugh, and head towards the bar.
They see that a single stool is empty. The bartender looks up and nods at Lisa. A man sitting next to the open stool turns to see them and he immediately stands, nudging his friend and offering their seats. Lisa smiles and the two take a seat at the bar. The setup is sleek. The top is white with a blue underlining light, which makes the bar appear like it’s glowing, and the edge rounding it out is a stainless steel finish. Jill asks, "Well, what do you want to start with? A shot of tequila?" She crosses her legs and taps her foot to the beat of the music.
Lisa nods, smiling. "Sure, then let's go dance!"
Jill shakes her head. “I haven't had enough to drink yet to bust a move.”
Lisa shrugs as they order their shots. Feeling a tap on her shoulder, Lisa turns to find the blond guy from before standing at her side. “Hi,” he grins at Lisa. “I'm Tad.” He leans over and catches Jill's eyes. "May I buy you this round?"
Lisa smiles, then looks over to Jill. She nods and gives a small smile. Lisa turns back to Tad. “Of course, as long as my friend can have one, too.”
"Absolutely." Tad pulls out forty dollars and lays it on the bar. “Three shots of Jose Cuervo, please." The bartender nods, taking the money. He lines up three shot glasses, pouring into all three at once. Tad hands Lisa and Jill their shot. Lisa brings her glass to Jill’s and taps it, then shoots the tequila back, appreciating the burn it provides in her throat. Tad tips his shot back, then sets the glass on the bar. Jill lets out a “woot” sound that makes Lisa giggle.
Lisa turns to him, smiling. “Thank-you, Tad." She grabs a hold of Jill's hand, leading her away from the bar. "Maybe we'll see you around.”
Tad turns to watch them leave. "I didn't catch your name!" Tad yells back, smiling.
"That's because I didn't give it!" Lisa retorts with a grin. Shaking his head, Tad smiles to the ladies as they leave him sitting at the bar. The bartender chuckles and shakes his head, then goes to wait on someone else.
Pulling Jill across the dance floor, Lisa moves to the music. Dodging arms and dance moves, they make it to a tall tabletop that just opened up. Within a few minutes, a waitress stops to take their order. Lisa looks at Jill, catching her people watching. "Two dirty martinis, please." The waitress nods, turning back to the bar.
As Lisa is about to speak, the crowd begins to explode. She assumes that a celebrity must have walked in because she can see somebody being escorted to a VIP booth upstairs. Jill turns to Lisa with a questioning glance. Leaning towards her, Lisa says, "Vertical Illumination told their PR rep that they were coming here tonight. Looks like they made it after all." She smiles, as Jill begins bouncing up and down in her shoes.
"They are so hot!" Jill says, as the music is working its way up her body.
The waitress comes back with two martini's, setting them on the table, then points to the bar. “Compliments of the gentleman." They look over and Tad waves. Jill laughs, as she picks up her drink and salutes him.
Lisa smiles, watching her friend. "You should go talk to him."
Jill turns to look at Lisa with a confused look. “No, he came over to talk to you."
"No, the seat was just open next to me. Trust me, go."
Jill's eyes light up. “Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I need to go the bathroom anyway."
Taking a sip of her martini, Jill stands tall and turns to walk back toward the bar. As Lisa watches her friend walk away, she smiles and turns to make her way towards the bathroom. She hears a whisper next to her ear and her head whips around, her guard up. She looks around, but doesn't see anyone she knows, or anyone close enough to have whispered in her ear. Catching her attention in a dark corner, she looks in the direction of a table and sees a pair of glowing, red eyes looking at her. Gasping, Lisa blinks and tries to catch her breath. Looking towards the bathroom briefly, she looks back at the table and nobody is there. Curious, she wonders if anyone was actually ever there. Looking down at the glass in her hand, she secretly prays that something wasn't slipped into it. She looks over at Jill, who seems to be in a fun conversation with Tad. Relaxing a little, she sets the half-empty martini on a table.
Walking towards the bathroom, she moves between people, the music continuing to beat against her body. She glances over to the dark corner again and sees a young couple slipping into the seats. Reaching the bathroom, she pulls the door open. As the door closes behind her, the music is muffled to a bare minimum. The bathroom is a bright contrast to the dark club. The lights are bright, the white walls trimmed in black with black floral-and-paisley shapes. The bright lights shows every imperfection, as the women stand before the mirrors adjusting their makeup and outfits.