“Say, you on the market? Or already taken by some lucky individual?”

Deren asked as she raked your figure up and down with a side glance, her tone laced with genuine curiosity with a hint of playfulness as the filmmaker swayed her alcoholic drink inside the glass as her fingers wrapped around the stem.

Stultified and bored, she decided to let her own two feet take her to an infamous illegal underground night club other criminals and sinners went to just to have fun and relieve their stress, or find a compatible partner for the night.

Though she definitely was not expecting you. A sultry woman in such an attire, all alone sitting on a bar stool surrounded by a bunch of predatory men and women who could pounce on you at any moment.

Tempted and allured, Deren had decided to strike up a conversation and had kindly offered to pay for whatever you wanted to order, wanting to leave quite the impression on you. Let’s just see how far she can get.