"Xiaoxin, how about we go to a bar later?" The fake socialite, with her arm around the youthful-looking girl, suggested.
"Yangyang, I don't want to go to a bar. I don't like that kind of place, and I can't handle much alcohol."
"It's okay. Do you think the bars here are like the ones in China? They're pretty much the same as quiet bars in China, where friends gather to have a drink and chat. We go there often, and today there's also a carnival on the Champs-Elysées, so we can enjoy it while having a drink!"
The rascal chimed in, trying to persuade her. Soon, the youthful girl hesitated and nodded in agreement to go to the bar with them.
The sophisticated man and the fake socialite exchanged triumphant glances.
The three of them got up and were about to head outside.
"Todd, take two of them and have a nice chat!"
Todd sneered at the command and then got up and went outside.
