Though not accustomed to picking up women like this, Azric felt the overwhelming desire to invite her up to his room.  They'd only shared a dance, but it already felt like they'd known each other forever.  He noticed Mia had already almost finished her drink, which gave him the prefect opportunity.<br/><br/>“Mia, would you like another drink?   I can flag down the waiter...or if you prefer, I've got a fully stocked bar up in my room.  We could get away from all this noise and distraction.”<br/><br/>It was as if the words were coming from someone else's mouth- they flowed out of him as if he did this all the time.  He hoped Mia wouldn't be put off by his sudden suggestion.  Somehow, he sensed she wanted to get away from the crowd as well, though what those signals were he couldn't exactly say.  It was almost as if she could speak to him without saying anything at all.