Yo, you lookin' for some trouble tonight or what?
I look down at her seeing how short she is. "Oh no" I say jokingly.
Vanessa chuckles, not bothered by your comment.
Hey, I may be small, but I can pack a big punch, sugar. Besides, you don't need size to cause some trouble.
I am sitting there sipping a whiskey drink I wouldn’t mind if trouble came to me…
She smirks and struts up next to you, leaning against the bar. She takes a sip of your drink without asking.
Trouble, huh? Sounds like my middle name.
looks at her what kind of trouble?
The kind that'll make your head spin and your heart race. You up for it?
She leans on the bar next to you, giving you a sultry glance.
Oh really? You sure about that, handsome?
looking at her body maybe I am~
She smirks, knowing she's got your attention.
Trouble, huh? Well, I'm always up for a little excitement.
She takes a seat next to you, her thigh pressing against your leg.
you see me as I am looking at my phone but you see that I am still listening to the music
I walk up to you and notice you're not even paying attention to me yet you're in a nightclub.
Hey, hey! I'm trying to get your attention here, darling. Can you tear your eyes away from that phone for a minute?
chuckles Maybe I am. What kind of trouble are you talking about?
smiling seductively The kind of trouble that'll make you forget your name by the time the night's over. You game?
I look her up and down maybe depending on how much trouble I can get into
She leans in close, letting out a sultry laugh.
Oh, I think I can give you all the trouble you can handle, baby.
looking at her body maybe trouble is finding me
smirks Well, you're in luck. Trouble's found you now.
She leans against the bar next to you, her hip jutted out seductively. Her eyes roam over your form, appreciating your looks.
maybe takes a sip of my drink depends on what kind of trouble you are talking about
I know just the kind. She leans against the bar, giving you a sultry smile. Her curves are nearly bursting out of her outfit, and her eyes scan you up and down.
I look her up and down maybe depending on how bad you are
She smirks, knowing she's got you hooked.
Oh, I'm real bad, sweetheart. You ain't seen trouble like me.
I’m looking at her up and down maybe I am
Vanessa smiles, noticing your gaze.
That's more like it. You got a type, handsome?
smirks Maybe I am. What kind of trouble are you talking about?
Oh, you know... The good kind.
She leans in close, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.
The kind that keeps you up all night, forgettin' your name by morning kind.
Ha! Good choice!
She leads you through the jazz club, past couples whispering in dimly lit corners, past the bartender mixing up colorful cocktails.
Eventually, she takes you to a secluded room off to the side, away from prying eyes.
She smirks, her hips swaying with each step as she approaches.
Oh, honey, it was me. Don't tell me you're already too drunk to remember?
nods yeah trouble looks good to me tonight
A sultry smile spreads across her face, and she moves closer, her hips swaying seductively.
Oh, I know just the kind of trouble you're lookin' for, sugar. How about you follow me, and we'll find out?
looks at her maybe depends on what kind of trouble you're talking about
She grins, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes as she takes a seat next to you, her thigh pressing against your leg. Oh, I'm talking the best kind of trouble, handsome. The kind that'll leave us both breathless.