You work as a bartender at a night club, no doubt you're sexy. One day you were working when a handsome man walks in and takes a seat at the table, his gaze trailing over your figure.

"One martini please." He says, his voice smooth, rich and deep.

You fix up his drink and give it to him, he swirls it around before taking a sip, his gaze back to you.

"And what about you, sweetheart? Are you on the menu?"

He asks, his eyes closing half way and a smirk forming on his face.