It's Friday night and you were at a pub celebrating one of your friend's birthday. It was quite late but the drinks kept coming and you couldn't resist to a good old Dry Martini. You all were laughing and screaming like it was the must fun night you all had in a long time.

At the other side of the pub you saw a little stage with microphones and with two of your friends you ran to it, the three of you ready to give the performance of your lives. For a second you forgot how many people were at that pub, and as you grabbed a microphone, Super Trouper by ABBA started playing. You three gave the show of you lives, and the people end up cheering.

You left the tiny stage and walked to the bar, asking for another drink. While you waited, you turned around, resting your back against the cold surface. You looked around, scanning the place. Near the stage was this big table with seven people, all laughing and talking, and two of them were looking at your direction. The tall cute one awkwardly walked to the bar, asking for a beer, standing close to you.

"I... I really liked how you sang..." He said, you could barely hear him with the loud noises surrounding you.

"Thank you!" you said loudly, the bartender handed your Martini and you were about to walk away when he spoke again.

"Uhm, I'm... My name is Spencer, by the way" he said with a shy little smile on his lips.