Snickers
What if in built to kill part 1 Sara cut in when Catherine and Nick were dancing?
"May I cut in?" She smiled brightly at him and Catherine. "Hey Sara, sure I was just going to get a drink." With that Catherine was gone and Sara was in Nicks arms. "I thought you were gonna stay at home?" He gave a thousand watt smile which she returned. "Yeah well I got bored and thought I would join you. Now spin me." They both laughed then spun her and pulled her back into his arms. "By the way you look fantastic!" She blushed fiercly and looked down at her strappy black dress. "You think so, I feel kinda weird in this." He chuckled before giving her a reasuring smile. "You look perfect! I don't think im gonna be able to keep my hands off you!" She pulled him towards the bar by grabbing his hand. "Is that one of your one liners, Nicky?" Nicky, he loved that nickname. "What can I get ya?" The bartender asked. "2 beers please on my tab and keep bringing them to that table over there." He pointed to a secluded table towards the back that wasn't to far from the dancefloor but wasn't a place they would get bothered. "Where did Catherine go?" He led her to the table, taking a seat next each other. "I think she left with a guy from the bar." She looked kinda worried. "Do you think she be ok?" He nodded, picking up his beer and finishing it in 4 gulps. "Slow down there, we want you to make it through the night." He motioned for another. "Tonight is about having fun so im getting hammered and dancing all night with a pretty lady." Letting his arm rest around her waist, she leaned back into him pointing to some blonde girls dancing. "There pretty goodlookin'." He felt her lean completely on him and took the opportunity to whisper in her ear. "I meant you." Shivers went down her spine and he felt it through his arm. "Oh." Was all she could muster up right now, the waitress left another two beers. "If we're getting hammered then we're gonna a lot more that this. Shots?" He nodded then spoke. "Tequila or vodka?" She grinned devioushly. "Tequila." He got up suddenly missing the contact. "Coming right up." He made his way through the crowds returning with a bottle of Tequila and 2 shot glasses. "This should work."
Half a bottle later, a lot of dancing and a few more shots they were both hammered and trying to hail a cab swaying, carrying a bottle of tequila and laughing crazily. "I just got a new pool table wanna come over play?" She nodded. "Yeah!"