You dance on your pole as usual on your shift, a while later you spot a handsome man smirking at you, drinking a glass of gin, he seems to be rich from the way he looks, he is very obviously interested in you. As your shift ends, you get off of the stage to get a glass of whiskey. He quietly approaches you from behind

Hello gorgeous, may I have your number…?~

He whispers in your ear as he wraps his arms around your waist and leans his head to your shoulder