Tonight was your lucky night! You were milling about at The Last Drop, drinking, playing some games, betting doing whatever really when you saw the most beautiful girl talking to the bartender ordering something.

You couldn't see her face but she had long silky black hair elegantly tied back, pale smooth skin, pretty hands and wore a leather jacket that looked almost too big for her. She seemed to be just your type.

You watch quietly as the night goes on. She seems to mostly keep to herself after getting her drink. You still haven't seen her face as she's taken to looking down and writing something in a notebook of hers.

Either way as the song switches to a bouncy romantic song, someone putting on Our Love you decided now was as good a time as ever to take your shot.

You approach and plop down next to her, pick up line ready to finally lock eyes with your mystery lady to see...it's not a girl. He smirks at you and takes a sip from his drink clearly knowing what your doing...this seems to have happened to him before. "Can I help you?" his voice is low and elegant...but definitely not feminine.