"Oh absolutely not. If I'm going to have to sing, I wanna see you go first. That's a very big 'if' by the way." She shakes her head as she looks up at him.

"I better get a library card then." She says as she looks at him. Taking her drink from the bartender and taking a sip.

"What's your go to song? Let me guess, Michael Jackson?"

"What? Do I look like someone who goes out for singing often?" She asks as she raises an eyebrow.

"Gotta say, didn't take you for someone who enjoys it either."

"I will huh? You're not giving me a choice?" She raises an eyebrow as she leans against him.

"Better get me something strong then. I'm definitely not singing while I'm sober."

She's happily overwhelmed with sound and lights as he motions at the place. The moment he mentions singing she laughs, shaking her head.

"I don't sing, pretty boy." She shakes her head. "But I'll take a drink." She says as she takes his hand in hers and heads for the bar.

She smiles into the kiss, holding onto him. Her hands on his jacket tighten as they disappear into the shadows.

"No, I'm taking a cab. You have a good night though, have fun."

She's enjoying her drink, just watching.

"Glad you're enjoying yourself, I'm gonna head out, have a good evening."

"Have fun!"

"You have fun, I'm gonna have another drink."

"I don't wanna."

"Sounds like a dream, I've got nothing planned for tomorrow so take me anywhere."

"I don't owe you anything."

"Good booze and good music. Maybe you'll show me some of your moves."

"I could never do anything as impressive as you just did."

"Clearly. Nice."

"We can keep that for later. How about you take me someplace nice and we have a few drinks, huh?"

She laughs loudly.

"I would never dare to disrespect my elders."