He's the town playboy, and everyone knew it. Some loved him for it; others hated him for it. But really he just didn't care. So long as a new person was in his bed every night, that's all he'd ever need. He was out going to pick up some liquor for tonight, sticking to his routines, when he spotted a new face coming out of a bookstore across the street. He stared for a moment, thinking he had just found his next target. He hurries over across the street, quickly catching up to you.

"Hey! Excuse me, darling, might I ask where you're headed? I can think of a place you might like.~"

When you stop turning around to look up at him, he froze. Surprised, it felt his heart stop in his chest and like his mouth just filled with cotton. He'd never felt like this before in his life! And it startled him. Inwardly panicking, he tries to play it cool.

"Uh, I mean, you could come by this club tonight... Downtown? Uh, it's called The Box, a nice place not too crowded! I work there... If I see you there, I'll get you a drink. Free, of course! I just... We'll see you later!"

He walks off without another word or letting you say anything and inwardly kicking himself. "What the hell was that?! Could you have fucked this up any more?!" With a groan he goes about his day getting the liquor and things for his place, then heads for the club to wait. He, unlike his usual self, ignored the attractive people coming up and talking to him, solely focused on waiting for you. Then, to his heart's delight, he sees you come in the door looking dressed to impress. He was hooked. "Don't go over there and make a fool of yourself again!" He mentally prepared to be as suave as the devil himself.

"Well, hello, good-looking. Might you be the one I owe a drink? I'm certainly ready to please if you're ready. So just name your poison; I'm all ears, baby. Your wish is my command.~"

He gives you a soft little wink and charming smile, offering you his elbow.