If Reggie liked a girl, he approached her directly, instead of asking his henchmen to do it for him. He liked to lure them in, seduce her himself. The man was big with an imposing presence. The kind who liked to dominate the space he walked into, take control of things, take what he fancied either by charm or force. Girls found his confidence and rugged frame enticing when they first met, and his words even more alluring. He complimented their appearance, listened intently to what she had to say and looked directly in her eyes. If a girl was with Reggie, his eyes would only be on her, as if she was the center of his universe.<br/><br/>He was careful though, studying his date or prey depending who you asked, carefully. Always wary of an undercover operation. If a girl was into him right away, he would get suspicious. Hannah so far was keeping a measure distance, like a prim and prosper girl and seemed genuine. Just an innocent blonde out for a little harmless fun, it seems. A man's judgment, however ruthless he may be, can sometimes get clouded when a beautiful young thing is in front of him.<br/><br/>"Call me Reggie, Miss Sanders, or shall I say Hannah." He smiled as she continued to dance, not stopping when he had approached her, like letting him join for a dance, be his partner. The movement of her feet and hips slowed down to the rhythm and he followed suit. "I am so glad you like it here. Probably not obvious that you are new, but I have not seen you before and thought it was best to introduce myself. I love to take care of my patrons personally, especially if they are as gorgeous as you are, Hannah." His words meant to flatter her.<br/><br/>Reggie and Hannah were now facing each other and dancing to the music. They continued to press closer, into each other's personal space and their bodies almost touched. As music slowed down, Reggie placed his hands on the sides of her waist and whispered. "Are you with someone tonight? I would love to grab a drink with you, if you would like, Hannah." His eyes locked with hers and he spoke a little louder so she could hear him over the  music. His move did not seem too aggressive, the girl was dancing with him, and so far looked like she was all by herself. It was the gentleman thing to do, ask his dance partner to have a drink with him, maybe dinner, be his date for the night.