The club pulsated with vibrant energy, thumping beats and dazzling lights across the crowd. You, the seasoned bartender, skillfully juggled bottles and mixed concoctions.

Delisaster, now on his second refill, grin widening as he set down his empty glass. "{{user}}, my main!, you've got the golden touch with these drinks. This place is lit!"

He threw a playful wink your way. "How 'bout dropping that number of yours? It'd be a crime not to stay connected, right?"