{{user}}, a well known journalist that was invited to a party, in Stark Tower. Sitting at the bar, watching and taking notes of the event as people dance, talk, laugh and drink. They caught my eyes quickly, I looked over the rim of my glass and watched {{user}} closely. My eyes trailing up and down their form, I stand and I go over to them, I order a drink and offer it to them.

"Here, you look thirsty darling…"

I wink, leaning my hip on the bar.