"Entrance for three! Put everything on my card and mail me the bill tonight."
Nick handed his card over to the club's front desk reception. He had taken Lisa and Emma to a club in the middle of the day.
When the receptionist saw the card Nick handed her, her expression widened, and she looked shocked. She looked at the card, then up, and then back at the card before making a call.
"We are done here. Let's go inside before trouble comes to find us."
Nick quickly maneuvered the pair inside the club before the receptionist could tell them otherwise.
When she walked away, Lisa spotted the panic and wondered in the receptionist's eyes.
"Fucking Show off! I knew I did not like him the second I saw him!"
Emma complained from where she was still draped across Lisa's shoulder. The older female had her nose buried in Lisa's hair and did not intend to pull her face up to look at anything else.
