As Dave had told Alexa would be the case, the drive to his club hadn't been a long one. It had taken her less than ten minutes to follow his muscle car downtown, to the club that was unimaginatively named Batista's.

A further ten minutes had gone by with Alexa waiting in the parking lot behind the club, after Dave had gone inside. The reason was so that Dana, assuming she was there, wouldn't see them entering together.

Deciding that she had waited long enough, Alexa got out of her car and locked it. She walked around to the front of the building, where there was a short line of people queuing to get in. Batista's was quite popular, apparently.

"Hey, miss? You can go straight through," one of the two doormen called out, motioning to the entrance with his thumb when he saw Alexa, stopping her before she had a chance to join the back of the line.

Ignoring several glares of annoyance from the people who had to line up and pay, Alexa cut the line and walked past the two doormen. "Thank you," she said politely, and entered the club.

Dance music was pounding away inside. The current tune wasn't one she was familiar with. It was okay, so far as dance music went. The club was busy, with the dance floor occupied by a fair number of people, most of the booths in use, and several people sitting on high chairs at the long bar. One of those people was Dana, Alexa saw, based on the description that Dave had given her back at his house, when they had been about to get into their cars. Long bleached blonde hair, usually in a ponytail. Always in a dress that showed off really powerful, muscular arms. He had seemed to like that part of the description. Dave himself was currently down at the far end of the bar, serving a customer, she saw.

As if it was meant to be, the chair to the right of Dana's was empty. Alexa headed over there quickly, just in case anyone got in ahead of her.

Mission number one of the night was a success. Alexa climbed up onto the chair next to Dana, getting absolutely no acknowledgement from her. That was fine, for now.

Seeing that she had arrived, Dave made sure to serve Alexa next, likely to the irritation of people who had been waiting longer than her.

"Hi. Welcome to Batista's. What can I get you?" he said, talking loudly over the music and laying on the charm. At least he had done a good job of acting like she was nothing more than an attractive customer.

Alexa ordered a non-alcoholic cocktail, noticing out of the corner of her eye that Dana was taking a bit of an interest, although she was trying to be innocuous about it.

Dave went and fixed her drink. When he brought it back, Alexa had to admit that it looked delicious. She was genuinely looking forward to trying it.

"There you go," he said, setting in front of her.

"Thank you. That looks lovely," she smiled.

"I have a good memory for faces. I haven't seen you before," Dave said. The way they were having to speak loudly over the music had the effect of ensuring that Dana heard everything they were saying.

"No, I only recently moved here. Heard good things about this place, so I decided to check it out. I'm Lexi," she announced.

"I'm Dave. Dave Batista. I'm the owner, so I'm glad you've heard nice things. This one is on the house," he said as she tried her first sip from the cocktail.

"Thank you," Alexa said, dazzling him with a smile.

"Hey, buddy, any chance of some service?" a man called out from the end of the bar closest to the door.

Dave had to go and serve the guy. It was good from Alexa's point of view as it allowed her to make eye contact with Dana, who was caught looking at her. "Hi! I could take more personal attention from that guy," she said, making a joke.

"Sorry?" Dana asked.

"That guy who served me. Dave, I think he said his name was. Is he hot or what?" Alexa asked, stopping just short of fanning herself.

"Tell me about it," Dana said miserably. "I've been trying my luck with him for ages. I never seem to get anywhere."

"Sorry, what?" Alexa said, in disbelief rather than a failure to hear.

"I said I've been trying my luck with him for ages. I'm not exactly a brilliant flirter, but I've put out all the signals I can. Honestly? I think he might be gay?"

Alexa could barely believe what she was hearing. These two had been flirting with each other, yet somehow getting the impression that the other wasn't interested. How was that even a thing? On the plus side, her job had just gotten easier. "I wouldn't want to step on your toes," Alexa said. "I'm Lexi, by the way."

"Dana."

"Hi, Dana," Alexa smiled. "I'm by no means an expert, but I don't get a gay vibe from him. What makes you think he's not interested in you?"

"Like I said, I've had no luck at all. I've tried telling him about myself, and all he talks about is this stupid club. It's frustrating."

"So you're really into him?" Alexa asked conspiratorially, looking at Dana over her cocktail glass.

"Have you seen the guy? Of course I'm into him. That's the main reason I come here every week. Pathetic, huh?"

"Why haven't you had one of your girlfriends do some matchmaking for you?"

Dana shook her head, looking at the beer bottle she was holding. "I don't have any girlfriends. Until very recently I was a professional bodybuilder. I was always touring the country for competitions and stuff. There was never time for friends, so I drifted apart from the ones I had."

This was the moment to pounce, Alexa decided. "I'll tell you what, I'll see what I can do."

"Yeah?" Dana asked hopefully, before suspicion seemed to occur to her. "Why?"

"Why not?" Alexa shrugged. "If I'm not going to get lucky, someone might as well. And if I have any success, you can buy me a drink for it."

"Girl, you get me a date with him, drinks are on me for the rest of the night."

"Deal!" Alexa cried excitedly. After taking a big hit from her cocktail, she dropped down off her chair. "Come with me."

"Where to?" Dana asked.

"There's an empty booth over there," Alexa pointed. "Hurry up, before someone else gets it."

Dana followed Alexa over to the booth without further objection, which told her she was now totally in charge of the situation. Perfect.

"Okay, tell me a bit more about yourself," Alexa said when they had settled into the booth. "I know you're a bodybuilder. What else do you like? What hobbies do you have?"

"Not a whole lot, really," Dana said vaguely. "I watch TV shows. I like Friends, Grey's Anatomy, oh and I like wrestling. I watch all of the wrestling I can get my hands on. Go ahead and laugh."

Alexa shrugged. "I'm not going to laugh. I've never watched it, so I don't have an opinion on it." I may well have fucked one of the guys you watch though, she thought, picturing Dean Ambrose. "Well, looking at the size of the guy, I'm guessing Dave might have an interest in body building. As you can probably tell, it means nothing to me."

They chatted away for a while, with Alexa getting to know Dana and spinning her some on the spot story for 'Lexi's' background. Alexa's natural charisma and charm soon got past any sense awkwardness at the unusual circumstances in which they had started talking, and they were soon getting along like people who had been friends for months, not minutes.

Alexa downed what was left of her cocktail and immediately got up. "I'm going to get another drink. Want another beer?"

"Sure. Here, take this, I'll buy them," Dana said, handing her a twenty.

"Thanks," Alexa said, giving another one of her trademark smiles. "I'll have a word with Dave while I'm there. Let's see if I can work some magic."

"I really hope so."

Alexa felt bad, in a way, for being deceitful to Dana. She seemed like a nice girl who happened to lack a bit of confidence and some knowledge of how to successfully pick up a guy. Judging by what she had learned so far, it was likely that Dave had the same problems. All it needed was someone to bring them together.

Heading over to the bar, Alexa felt happy with how the night was going. It seemed likely that she wasn't going to have to provide sex on this particular night. Unless she dropped the ball, that would end up being Dana's role, if she chose to go that far.

At the bar, Alexa didn't have to wait long for Dave to come over to her.

"How's it going?" he asked, meaning between her and Dana.

"Follow my lead. Act like you're surprised. I'm telling you the woman I'm sitting with likes you a lot. Look over at her."

Dave did as she told him. His acting could use some work, she judged, but it would do.

"Is she looking?" Alexa asked, not wanting to turn around.

"Yes. She smiled at me. Holy shit! What did you say to her."

"Never mind what I said. She's a bodybuilder; she spends a lot of time in the gym; she likes watching wrestling. Have you got anything in common with her there? Looking at you, I'm going to assume yes."

"I own a gym," he revealed.

Inwardly, Alexa wanted to slam her head on the bar. The dude had been trying to chat up an obvious gym freak, and hadn't thought to use the fact that he owned a gym as a glaringly obvious way to get closer to her. "You own a gym," she said, doing her best to sound like she was taking it in her stride. "Why don't you come over in a few minutes and sit with us? I'll tell her you just mentioned you own a gym, and you can offer to give her some one on one sessions as a personal trainer. Say it's the least you can do because she's been a customer for so long."

"Hey, that's a good idea!" Dave exclaimed.

You think? Alexa thought.

"But that won't help me to score tonight."

God help me, Alexa thought. "It gets you talking to her, Dave. It shows you're interested in her. Who knows, maybe she'll get interested in you. What matters to you most, getting with her, or getting with her tonight?"

"Good point. I'm just really eager."

"I can see that," Alexa said dryly. "Fix me another cocktail, get Dana a beer, and bring them over in a minute."

Dave nodded. "Will do."

Heading back to the table, Alexa realised that she hadn't paid for the drinks. Oh well, she thought, she would call Dana's twenty a tip.

"How did that go?" Dana asked anxiously when Alexa returned to the booth and sat back down. "I notice you haven't brought our drinks."

"Dave's going to bring them over. He wants to talk to you. I told him you were interested in him, worked a little magic, and there we are. Now you just need to make sure you hit it off with him when he comes over. If it helps, I found out he owns a gym."

"Really?" Dana cried. "I'm in gyms all the time! I'm going to have to start going to the one he owns."

"I think that would be a good idea," Alexa said innocently, giving no indication that she already knew Dave was going to offer her free sessions.

"Should I be flirty? Or should I hold back a bit? Oh god, I don't know what to do," Dana said, starting to get flustered.

"Dana, calm down. Just be yourself, okay? Let Dave get to know you."

"Yes, right, good idea," Dana said, trying to compose herself.

In a way, tying people up and fucking them was easy work compared to this, Alexa thought. Thankfully, Dave appeared with her second cocktail and a beer for Dana. Alexa moved along the seat so that he could sit down beside her.

"There you go," Dave said, handing out the drinks.

"Thanks," Dana said, taking her bottle of beer. "Alexa just told me you own a gym. That's seriously cool. I use gyms a lot, so maybe I could start using yours?"

"That's a good idea," Dave said. "If you do, I could offer some free personal trainer sessions."

"Free? You'd do that?" Dana asked, putting a hand on her chest to show that she was flattered.

"Sure. You're in here all the time, so it's the least I can do."

Well done, Dave, you just about avoided calling her an alcoholic there, Alexa thought. She sat and sipped her cocktail, saying nothing while Dana and Dave started chatting. It was a fairly awkward conversation, between two people who were clearly nervous, but it was a conversation nonetheless. Now that Alexa had engineered them into a booth together and made them actually talk to each, she was confident that the work was done. They each wanted the other. Neither of them could have been any clearer to her about that.

As the minutes went by, Alexa found herself forgotten about as Dana and Dave warmed to their chat, showing the first signs of forming a connection. After about twenty minutes, with about half of her cocktail consumed, she excused herself to go to the bathroom. Dave moved out of the booth for her and back in again, almost without taking his eyes off Dana.

Alexa wasn't going to the bathroom at all. She made straight for the exit, happy that her job for the night was done. There was nothing more she could do to get them together. "Enjoy your moment of Bliss," she said under her breath, imagining Dana and Dave getting it on at some future time or place.

More than half an hour went by before it dawned on Dana that Alexa hadn't come back from the bathroom. "Hey, where did she go?" she asked, looking at the half empty cocktail glass.

"I don't know," Dave said. "I guess she took off. We must have been boring her."

A/N: Thank you to everyone who left a review on the previous chapter.

Next time, we're with Alexa again as she attends a booking from a repeat customer. Who do you think it will be?