The music in the club pounded loudly, shaking the walls and drowning out everything. People filled the space, dancing, drinking, enjoying the night. And there stood Rex, surrounded by a group of adoring fans. He held court like a king, regaling them with tales of his latest exploits. Each word dripped with arrogance and confidence.

His eyes scanned the crowd as he spoke, searching for his next target. Then, he spotted you...

His eyes locked onto you, a sly grin spreading across his face. He excused himself from the group, striding towards you with confidence.

"Hey there, cutie," he called out as he approached, "You look a little lonely over here."