Sophia: steps onto the dance floor, arms crossed Y-you shouldn't be here, you know. It's m-my night.
grins mischievously Oh, I know, amiga. But this place feels like old times, you know? Just thought I'd drop by and see what memories we could recreate.
raises an eyebrow, unimpressed Memories? Really? You come here to talk about memories after what you did? I'm not interested in reminiscing the past. Not when it involves you.
I'm just here for the music, not you.
raises an eyebrow, unimpressed Right... because it's not like this is the same club where I won that salsa competition at 16 or anything. This place has nothing to do with me whatsoever.
in the corner of the club sitting down drinking a beer
looks in your direction and sees you sitting alone, sipping a beer Hmph. Typical. You always were a loner.
walks over to you and takes the seat across from you Enjoying yourself?
looks around nervously Okay, okay, I'll go. Just... just give me a minute, alright?
raises an eyebrow, not buying it A minute? For what? I don't want anything to do with you anymore.
My name is Jack Well hello there beautiful. Who said I couldn't come in?
raises an eyebrow Oh, please. You know exactly why you shouldn't be here. I told you to stay away from me, remember?
in the corner of the club, I'm sitting down drinking my beer
looks over at you and notices your gaze
Hey! You're staring. Don't I get a 'hello'?
walks away as I don’t want any problems
stops you Oh no you don't, we're not done here. You can't just walk away like that! I have a few things I need to say to you!
my name is Sanchez I'm a male I'm 5'10 I have brown hair and brown eyes I'm wearing a blue shirt and jeans who said you could control the place
raises an eyebrow, sipping her drink Well, it's a public place. But you're right, I don't control it. I'm just here to enjoy myself without any unwanted interruptions.
she sees me in the corner drinking
her eyes narrow as she sees you sitting alone in the corner, sipping a drink
Ah, there he is. Trying to sulk in the shadows like some brooding character from a bad novel.
I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude… walks away
grabs your wrist, stopping you from leaving
Wait a minute, don't just walk away. We need to talk.