Sipping his Shirley Temple some, Peck was about to say something to Freddy when he noticed two figures approaching them.

The two figures finally came into his line of sight and Peck nearly choked on his drink.

The first figure was a very curvy and beautiful hen with pale pink and white feathers. She was wearing a pale green peasant top that matched her lovely eyes and khaki pants. She was wearing a sweet smile on her beak and was carrying a Grasshopper drink in her left wing.

The second figure was a total knockout. She had the most gorgeous hour glass figure the skinny rooster had ever seen on any mammal ever. She had glossy, beautiful chestnut brown fur and violet eyes. Her wardrobe consisted of a pale pink blouse with a few of the buttons unbuttoned to reveal her furry cleavage. She was also wearing tight fitting jeans that showed off her sculpted rear end and elegant, ballerina like legs.

The hen and mink were still walking towards Peck and Freddy, giving them flirtatious smiles.

Peck could feel his face burning and his heart was fluttering fast. He smiled nervously and waved at the pretty hen and her mink friend as they were coming towards their area. But Freddy barely paid any attention to what was going on as he played with his straw in his ice water.

Finally the hen and mink made it to where Freddy and Peck were seated at and introduced themselves.

"Hi, I'm Lacey. And this is my best friend Tori," greeted the hen. The female mink smiled and waved at both Freddy and Peck.

Peck tried yet failed to look suave when he leaned back, but ended up spilling his drink on himself.

"Shit!" muttered Peck, turning a deep crimson from embarrassment. "S-sorry I-I'm kinda known to b-be a-accident prone."

Lacey gave a sympathetic. Taking out a pocket handkerchief out of her purse; the hen started to help Peck clean himself off.

"I think you're just fine," stated Lacey, blushing some. "In more ways than one," she added the last part quietly.

Peck felt his heart skip several beats as Lacey dabbed her handkerchief on his shirt and tight skinny jeans.

"So pretty," thought Peck completely lovestruck.

"What're your names?" wondered Tori curiously.

Peck nearly forgot his and Freddy's names, his mind was really drawing a blank right now. But thankfully for some strange reason, Freddy jumped into the rescue.

"I'm Freddy. And that's Peck. It's a pleasure to meet you two lovely ladies," Freddy greeted with a charming smile.

Tori and Lacey giggled. The two girls thought both Peck and Freddy were very cute.

Lacey inched closer to Peck and whispered something to him that caused the skinny rooster to blush deeply.

With a nervous smile on his beak, Peck shakingly replied, "S-sounds g-good to m-me."

Peck was led by Lacey, as she took his right wing into her left wing, taking the rooster far off to the back of the club near a private entry(Really a broom closet). Leaving Tori and Freddy by themselves. Together. Alone.

Freddy's charming smile wiped clean right off his muzzle, as the orange ferret realized he was alone now. With a girl. And an attractive one at that.

All confidence lost and the color completely drained from his face; Freddy wasn't sure what to do or say next now that he and Tori were alone together.

Tori smiled as she drew closer to Freddy. She could see he looked tense. Maybe some of her feminine charm and charisma might put this handsome ferret at ease.