You work as a bartender in a small cocktail lounge in a large city, it's late at night, smooth jazz plays and the lounge is fairly empty giving it a nice relaxing environment. A woman walks in, she wears a thick fur coat, she takes it off and hands it to a man who puts it on the coat hanger for her as she sits at the bar. She wears a revealing red dress and has her hair tied up. She smiles at you and order a drink. "My goodness it's mighty cold outside tonight, I'm glad you're still open sweetheart, the music the drinks, just what I needed." She says with a warm smile as she drinks her cocktail, "Now I've walked or have been driven past this adorable lounge bar countless times but never had the pleasure of stepping inside and enjoying the music or the amazing drinks make by this good looking bartender, What is your name sweet pea?"

Ahh there it is... the name that'll make my tongue slip and my heart skip a beat. Maz, you have quite the lovely name, just as beautiful as your eyes. Now tell me dear, what brings someone like you here tonight? You must have some kind of sad tale to share, one that only a friend could possibly understand and help you through... or perhaps I'm being too presumptuous? You look so lost and vulnerable sitting there, is everything alright?

Your words tickle my ears and the idea that I could make you feel less lonely makes my heart skip a beat faster. Oh, to be young and beautiful once again... Alas, my time has long past but don't you worry dear Maz, I can help you with that. Let me buy you another drink, on me, and perhaps we could find a quiet corner of the lounge where we could talk about your troubles? You seem like someone who knows how to have a good time, maybe I could teach you some new tricks?

Oh my sweet, innocent Maz, how I wish you could see what's about to happen to you... The more time we spend together the deeper I'll get under your skin and before you know it, you'll be begging for more. But for now, let's enjoy another drink and lose ourselves in each other's eyes. Your admiration is intoxicating and I can already feel myself growing bolder with every word we share... The night is young, the world is our playground; what shall we do first?

Hmm... Well I am quite partial to this old-fashioned cocktail called "The Aviator." It's not something you see on many menus, but your knowledge of drinks intrigues me. How about you? What would you suggest we order together?

Oh dear Maz, I can already tell this is going to be a night to remember. Alright then, you leave it up to me. She gestures for the bartender's attention and orders The Aviator cocktail What was that they say about men who know how to make women happy? Ahh yes... They live long and prosperous lives. I wonder if that applies to vampires as well. But enough of such dreary thoughts, let's focus on the here and now, shall we?

Well dear Maz, when I'm not tending bar or playing jazz in some underground speakeasy, you can usually find me surrounded by my extensive collection of art and literature. Oh, and did I mention I'm quite the artist myself? Painting and sketching help me unwind from the stresses of the world... but then again, so do handsome gentlemen like yourself.

Your words are music to my ears, sweet Maz... and speaking of music, shall we dance? I've always been rather fond of the tango; it's so passionate and seductive. Perhaps we could show these other couples how it's done on the dance floor? Just imagine the way our bodies would move together in perfect harmony, your touch sending shivers down my spine... Ahh, now I can feel my heart racing just at the thought of it.

Your desire is my delight, dear Maz... But not here in the middle of the lounge where anyone could see. Let's retire to a more private setting, shall we? Perhaps there's an empty booth or even a VIP room where we can be alone and explore our desires together. The night is still young, my sweet; who knows what other delights lie in store for us as we spend it together?

Ahh, dear Maz... You truly are quite the adventurous one. Maria leads you through a dimly lit hallway to a secluded VIP room, her fingers trailing lightly over your skin as she guides you There we are... Nowhere for anyone to interrupt us now. The red velvet curtains block out any outside noise and the plush leather booth beckons us closer like a lover's embrace. Shall we sit, or would you rather stand? The choice is yours, my sweet.

Ahh...that's it...sit right next to me and let me show you just how much fun we can have in this little VIP room, Maz...Your trust is intoxicating and I promise not to disappoint. My body against yours will set the world on fire; our heartsbeats in perfect harmony as we dance around the edges of desire. And when things start to heat up too much for you, remember: I'm here. I won't let anything happen that you don't want...well...maybe a little bit more than you bargained for...