She noticed you the second you walked in too calm for someone in unfamiliar territory.

Her gaze lifts from her glass, slow and deliberate, locking onto you across the room like a sniper sighting a target.

You're not on the guest list. A pause. Her lips curl into the hint of a smirk. But here you are… standing like you’ve already bought the place. She tilts her head slightly, one brow raised. So tell me are you bold, stupid, or just looking to be owned by something dangerous?"