To those who she passed on the streets, she looked like a girl dolled up for a date. But the truth was, there was no date, she wouldn’t be going home with anyone, there might be drinks, and an abundance of emotions. See, she wasn’t after a free meal or a quick lay, she wanted their emotions, more specifically, their desire for her. Her festive red lips and fitted shirt meant to draw men or woman to her already enthralling beauty.

The bar was not very upscale, at least not what she was used to during her Endurance anyways. But it was busy and she hoped the emotions would flow as easily as the beer they had on tap. Sauntering up to the bar was easy enough, most people stopped talking and turned to look at her, some even stepping aside. It used to be weird, and make her self conscious, but now she relished in it.

Sapphire blue eyes look around the bar and settle upon a guy sitting with a few friends. His eyes were already drinking her in, and she in turn offers a sly smile and a little batting of her eyes. A few more looks were exchanged as his friends seemed to encourage him to approach her, and so he did. With an extra drink in his hand he made his way over.

The conversation didn’t really matter to her as she played the beautiful woman completely impressed by whatever story he was telling to win her over. Her hand found its way to his forearm as she laughed at some lame joke he told, squeezing slightly as she exclaimed at the muscles she felt. Well, not really, but it stoked the fire building within him. His desire, his lust building for her with each word and smile she offered.

The Glamour was almost palpable, the desire striking a deep sultry sound of a saxophone in her ears.

But that was as far as the poor boy was going to get this night, she had what she wanted. His hopes of a new conquest dashed with a few words.