[At some point in the evening, Thoster steps up behind the woman, taking the drink from her hand in a smooth motion and placing it on the tray of a waiter walking by. Once that's done, he replaces the drink with his hand, weaving his fingers between hers. His free hand starts at the small of her back and traces around to her waist as he also circles around in front of her. His natural 20 on his Dex check is the only reason that he can pull off being that smooth. And the liquor in his system may be playing up his boldness.]
Pretty woman like you needs to be shown off. Dance with me. [He says in a low voice. It's a statement, not a question and the corners of his mouth are turned up in the slightest, coaxing smile.]
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Pretty woman like you needs to be shown off. Dance with me. [He says in a low voice. It's a statement, not a question and the corners of his mouth are turned up in the slightest, coaxing smile.]