Standing against the bar in the crowded noisy club, Corey was finding it a lot easier to talk to Avery than he had assumed.  Of course, walking over here he had expected to be immediately rebuffed, rejected or just sent packing, so his expectations were not a very high bar to get over.  Still, even in his limited experience talking to girls in clubs, this was going well.  Not well enough for him to stop worrying about suddenly mucking it up, but at least enough for him to feel a bit comfortable in his own skin.<br/><br/>Smiling a little euphorically from the alcohol in his system and the pretty girl he was talking to, Corey managed to accurately convey the drink order and was focussed back on Avery in time for her response.  “A bit more of…..?  Oh, pleasure?” He asked, catching on after a second, his eyes widening.  “Well, let it never be said that I am not game for that, although I am not sure we are talking about the same...ah here we are.”  He continued, pausing when the bartender dropped off their drinks.  Picking up his new one, Corey noted it took just a tiny bit more concentration than it should, and he resolved to make this one last and sober up a bit, straightaway.<br/><br/>Keeping his back firmly to his two friends, Corey refused to look their way again (it would only encourage them), and shook his head a little ruefully as Avery agreed to concentrate on ignoring them.  “It’s easier said than done, for sure, but I’ll appreciate the attempt.  They’ll likely stop ogling.  Eventually.” Corey laughed.  “Oh, a girl like you?” He asked, not considering what a minefield a question like that might be.  “You know, gorgeous.  Fit.  Dressed to a T and looking like you’d own the club, not just visit it.”  He said with complete honesty.  “That kind of girl.”<br/><br/>At her next words, vague as they were, Corey felt a wave of relief.  Sure, there was still the possibility, but it didn’t sound like Avey was there with anyone or to meet anyone who might take offense at his talking to her.  Indeed, between that and her sudden closeness, Corey needed to cool off with a sip of his drink, although he nearly inhaled an ice cube in surprise.  Getting himself under control before he coughed liquid all over her chest, Corey told himself she meant somewhere more private IN THE CLUB, not the other version.  Of course, even that bit was surprising.<br/><br/>“Absolutely we can!” He nearly exclaimed, his liquid courage giving him the confidence to instantly and gladly accept that offer.  “I know just the place.”  Corey grinned, with all the knowledge of having been there three times. Leading the way off, Corey headed for a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fmedia-cdn.tripadvisor.com%2Fmedia%2Fphoto-s%2F04%2Fac%2F4f%2Fcb%2Fdestiny-nightclub.jpg&amp;hash=6449a2a6c3c8315c9cd6e3303812f087" href="https://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/04/ac/4f/cb/destiny-nightclub.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">booth</a>at the beginning of a hallway that headed for one of the fire exits.  Still with a decent view of the dance floor, thanks to the hallway the booth was almost always empty since it was so far away that the music was just loud instead of deafening.  Once he reached the booth, Corey noted the photobooth they had put in across the hall since his last visit, and while some people were coming out of it, it made the corner seem a little more secluded and shadowy.<br/><br/>Hoping Avery didn’t think he found the most secluded place in the club so he could try something pervy, Corey knew it was too late to turn around now.  Standing next to the booth, he indicated it with a grand wave of his hand, leaving it out there in case Avery needed the help climbing in.<br/><br/>“After you, of course.”  Corey smiled, trying not to think it would be a bit of a test to sit in that dress.