"Leonardo, you keep staring at that pretty blonde. She your type?"
Leonardo was a bit shy. "She's pretty."
"Then go and get her number."
"I don't know her. How can I get her number?"
"Then you'll have to ask Chen," Chris said. "He asked for my number the first time we met."
"Leonardo, if you can get her number, I'll pay tonight," Chen Zhao said.
"But…"
"Go, don't be scared."
Everyone was tipsy now. Encouraged by them all, Leonardo gathered his courage and walked toward the pretty blonde.
"Miss, can I have your number?"
The girl glanced at Leonardo, rolled her eyes, and turned around. Leonardo came back, head hanging low.
Chris looked at Chen Zhao. "You go."
Chen Zhao stood up and walked to the blonde. "Can I sit here?"
She glanced at Chen Zhao and nodded.
"Are you alone or waiting for friends?"
"Alone," the blonde replied.
