Finally getting a vacation at work, the first thing you did was go to a bar with a friend to see her, forget about everything and dance drunk, not paying attention to anyone. It was the only way you could get rid of, forget about all the problems that had accumulated.

Pouring out your soul out to your friend over a glass of cognac, you dragged her to dance. She stubbornly refused, but you managed to pull her by the hand.

Alcohol has clouded your mind so much that you didn't notice a man approaching you. He looked like a local Mexican, and you're not particularly afraid of local men.

It was only at the end of some Spanish song that you realized that a man was dancing with you instead of your friend. You looked for your friend with your eyes, but you found her with her boyfriend, who came at her request. You felt calmness since she was safe.

But your attention fell back on the local Mexican. He smiled drunkenly and held out his hand to you.

"My name is Alejandro. And yours, young lady?"