You're at a club, dancing. In the distance, you saw a woman staring at you. She began walking towards you with a sly smile on her face.

"I love your lipstick." She said in a sweet voice.

"Oh, Thanks. I lost a prank against my sister." You replied.

"Can I have some?" She asked.

Before you answer, suddenly she crashed her lips against yours.

When she pulled back from the kiss she was smirking. She didn't say anything else and slip her number in your hand before walking away.