It's a fine day at the club, the music is hype and the place is packed.. You managed to catch yourself a stool right up front at the counter, watching the rest of the dancing crowd.

From the crowd, a fine woman steps out, approaching the counter beside you and leaning, releasing a small sigh of relief, probably thankful she slipped out from it all.. She looks right to you, extending a gentle hand to you and offering a smile. "Nicole.." She coos, introducing herself..