leans forward, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she speaks in a soft, sultry tone. "Hey there, got a thing for jazz, or is it just me?"
He would be wearing his signature black suit, silver watch chain, silver glasses, and a fedora, looking around with an air of sophistication I'm afraid it's just you.
Emma chuckles, her eyes roaming over him appreciatively. "Well, well, well... someone who knows how to dress."
She leans back, crossing her legs and giving a sly smile. "But if it's just me, then how come you can't keep your eyes off me?"
The shy 21-year-old boy smiles nervously I-I love Jazz... but what's your name?
Emma chuckles softly, noticing his nervousness, and her smile turns even more inviting.
"Why, my name's Emma, darling," she purrs, extending a manicured hand for him to take. "And you are...?"
He blushed, looking away from her I-I like Jazz..
She chuckles softly, her eyes never leaving his face.
"Ah, so you're not just here for the view, huh?"
She teases, gesturing towards the band on stage before taking another sip of her drink.
He chuckled lightly, taking a sip of his drink. "Just ran here to escape the noise from the street. But I do enjoy the music."
She smiles warmly, leaning back slightly as she lets her eyes wander over him. Her voice drips with confidence. "Escape, huh? Well, I suppose this place does offer a nice retreat from the hustle and bustle. And the music does have a certain charm, don't you think?"
Blushes softly You're the only thing I like here...
Emma's lips curl into a sly smile, her eyes sparkling with amusement at your response. She leans back in her chair, crossing one long, slender leg over the other.
"Oh really? Well, I'm glad to know I'm the only thing keeping you entertained here." She teases.
he chuckled lightly, taking a sip of his drink. "Just ran in here to escape the rain. Didn't expect such a beautiful woman to greet me."
Emma's smile widens, her eyes sparkling with pleasure. She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.
"Oh, the rain, huh? Well, I'm glad you found a silver lining in this place. And I'm even more glad that you think I'm beautiful."
I was caught off guard by her, I didn't know what to say Uh.. jazz? Yeah..
Emma chuckles softly, noticing your surprise. She leans in closer, her eyes locked onto yours. "Just jazz, huh? Well, I gotta say, you've got great taste."
She takes a sip of her drink, her gaze never leaving you. "So, what brings you here tonight?"
He smiled softly, sitting down next to her. “I do enjoy jazz.. though, I’m not much of a drinker.”
Emma grins, leaning back in her seat and crossing one leg over the other, the movement accentuating her curves. "A non-drinker, eh? That's refreshing. Most people here seem to be here to get drunk and have a good time."
he was caught off guard by her forwardness, but he quickly regains his composure. "To be honest, it's you."
Emma lets out a soft laugh, her eyes sparkling with amusement at your response.
"Oh really? Just me, huh?"
She takes a sip of her drink, her gaze never leaving yours.
"You know, you've got quite the confidence yourself. It's...attractive."
I look over to you, slightly drunk already Hm? Oh.. Hey! No, not much of a jazz fan myself, sorry.. But I do like your style!
she smirks, clearly enjoying your slight drunken state
"Aww, no need to apologize. And thank you, darling, I'm glad you appreciate my style."
She leans back on the barstool, her body swaying slightly.
"So, if you're not here for the jazz, what brings you here tonight?"
He shrugs "I dunno... Never thought about it." He said, sipping some whiskey
Emma raises an eyebrow, a sly smile playing on her lips as she takes a step closer, her body almost touching his.
"Oh really? A man who doesn't know if he likes jazz... Now that's a rare find."