Lets make this [open &* matt] last.

[Becca & Matt [admin]]

Bored, Matt was driving around looking for something interesting when he spotted a club. Not to waste a drinking and smoking moment, he pulled into the club parking lot. Heading out from his car, he could feel the vibrations from the bass already. I hope this is a place that doesn't closely check i.d. Well, I'll find out soon. He walked up and breathed a sigh of relief, as there was a young girl who clearly lacked self confidence. "Hey, I've just moved here and I was wondering, what do you mates do around here." Putting emphasis on his British accent, the girl began to blush and asked for his i.d. He flashed a quick, bright smile and dug it out of his back pocket. "You don't have to worry, I'll behave myself." The girl giggled and blushed again, and opened the ropes to let him inside.

As he walked inside, the smell of sweat mixed with alcohol hit him suddenly and he shielded his eyes against the smoke that blew past him. "I'll have a British screwdriver." The guy looked confused and then walked off as Matt lit up a cigarette and looked around. "Not a bad selection, if I say myself." Looking around, he noticed all the birds in the joint. The bartender showed up with his drink, and he took small sips, not wanted to get drunk quite so soon.