For a second, Axel stopped paying attention to Fane as a group of three girls approached him, asking for a dance. He liked the face of the black-haired girl, but declined anyway since he waited for something. Ah, there. His phone buzzed in a series of spurts just as the rest of the band entered, drawing some attention, but the club's crowd, though nothing like his own entrance. "Oh give it up," he muttered as he turned back to Fane, finding that the other man had acquired a beer during his lack of attention. "And who needs a plan? That's what you're for."

As he said that, Yvonne reached them first, letting out a loud cry with her hand raised to the air. "Fane! Glad you could join us!" Settling right on his other side, she slid in close, a tiny, torn jean skirt revealing long swaths of leg between them and her heeled boots. The cropped shirt she wore hid her stomach no better. "Are you ready to get drunk?! First round's on me!" letting out another whoop, she winked at Axel, for once, more than happy to play his game. She wasn't the target after all.

Coming up after her, Lionus and Diedrik crowded behind Axel and Fane, Lionus immediately ordering a beer while Diedrik refrained, his eyes wandering over the dance floor instead. "Welcome to the regular party."