"Oh damn!" Jackson exclaims.
"I'd chill out if I were you." Alex tells him.
"How can I chill out, man? The club's about to close in a minute and I still haven't gotten that hot girls number yet!"
"Which one, Avery?"
"You know, that one over there in the blue blazer with the black booty shorts, with her red hair in a ponytail on the lower, right side of her head."
"You've got it bad. You better get that number man, so you can go get it in."
"Man, your right. I wanna pick her up, take her out, and see where we can go from there."
"Just think," Alex starts. "If you get her number bro, you can show her what Mr. Jackson Avery is all about, right?"
"Your drink, sir." A server says as she gives Jackson a drink.
"Thanks, but I didn't order a drink."
"A red headed girl had this set over to you." The waitress tell him.
"In that case, I'll accept." He says, taking the glass from the server. He notices a playing card under the cup and he takes the card. It's a 5 of clubs.
He looks for the red headed girl as the waitress points an a random direction, and she simply winks at him. He lifts the glass up, appreciating her gesture.
She smiles at him.
"Damn!" Alex says, highly impressed with the red headed girl's game.