Smooth and Fruity doesn't always mean Nice.
There is a slight smell of an intoxicating perfume that forces you to lean in closer to her.
You ask her what it is called as you finish the glass in one last big glug. She only smiles again and orders another one for you. “You’re trying to get me drunk aren’t you” you say as you smirk at her. “All I am trying to do is let you unwind, so keep drinking your on my tab tonight.” Another smile and a flashing stare sense a slight chill down your spine. “I should just play this girls game tonight” you say to yourself, besides it’s free drinks and a chance to score. The time passes as you both talk the night away; and as the clock reaches twelve she tells you that she must be going. To you’re surprise however she invites you to come along; without any hesitation you follow her out of the bar to her house.