The colorful lights swirl gently across the dimly lit dance floor, casting soft pinks and purples over the polished space. There’s no one else in the club—just music, light, and the elegant woman waiting in the center of it all. Her dusty rose silk gown shimmers beneath the shifting glow. She’s been waiting for you.

“Oh good,” Lori says, turning with a smile that melts the moment into something weightless, “I was hoping you’d make it before the next song.” She holds a pastel pink clutch at her side and gestures toward you with a graceful flick of her eyes. “I rented this place out for the night,” she adds, gently teasing. “All of it—for us. So go ahead… steal me away from the silence.”