"Why are you here, that's what I ask myself all the time." Alexandria laughed. "I've always been told that good girls finish last. Just like nice guys. That's why I'm where I am now." She felt guilty having this conversation with him, while having the plan in the back of her head. She knew she would be confronted about it sooner or later by her entourage. Would he still compliment her when finding out what she had in plan for him?<br/><br/>He persuaded her enough about the date to make her nod eventually. She did want to see his favorite place, curious about it. "Fine. You got me. I'll go on a date with you." Alexandria hesitated for a moment, considering the choice she had just made and the expectation she had about it. She didn't want it to go like it always had with dates. She refused to see that happen. "You said you would do anything to go on a date with me, right?" The blonde asked, staring intently at him. "If so, I have one condition." Suddenly, what had first started as a want, developed into a necessary thing she felt like she had to do before doing something that was against her nature.<br/><br/>Alexandria weighed the words for another moment, feeling herself sober up and fall down from the heights the cocaine had taken her. Although the after glow was probably still there, she was in her right mind when she spoke. "If you sleep with me tonight, I'll go on that date with you."