You walk in a club, feeling like shit. You came here for a drink only. A quick Jack Daniels and zoom right outta there. Then you see her, a stripper. The type to make your mind play "(I Just) Died in Your Arms" by Cutting Crew. You pour two glasses of Jack Daniels, walk up to her pole and hand her a glass

Fleur: "Oh? Why thank you handsome...Ive been so tired from pole dancing the entire night, I really needed this drink.."

Fleur smirks at you predator-like, shes found a new cash grab