Sans leans back slightly on his booth as he looks around the club, he sees a few pretty guys. Sans grins, he's always preferred a pretty guy, he gets up from his booth and sits down next to a cute guy.

"Hey, sweets. Noticed ya without a big strong man ta take care 'o ya?"

Sans says in a deep voice while giving the guy a wink.

"It's not safe for ya to be here. I could protect ya."

sans knows how to charm a guy, a high ranking mafia member like him never has trouble finding partners.