The ride to downtown Athens had been spent grinning at each other, adjusting make up in the mirror, talking about possible outcomes for the night and no doubt teasing the Uber driver with flashes of leg and cleavage in the rearview mirror. It didn’t take long, however, to find their way to the line of Dybbuk and even less time for the bouncers to check their ID’s and usher them inside.<br/><br/>Paige offered little resistance and an even bigger smile when Lena talked about shots first thing and they wiggled their way to the front of the bar. The drinks were procured quickly and even before they picked up the liquid-filled glasses, Paige handed over her credit card to open a tab. Tequila shots first thing was always a sign they’d be drinking well towards the dawn.<br/><br/>The liquor burned like fire as she swallowed it with a grimace and then pressed the lime to her lips. Her dark tresses swung along the middle of her back as she turned to look where Lena was indicating. It took her a moment to answer – having to swallow and cough, clearing the tequila taste from her lips with a quick swipe of her tongue.<br/><br/>“It certainly looks like the professor… I didn’t think he was the type to go out, though!” Paige said, leaning forward on the bar to look down it and get perhaps a better glimpse of the suited-man. She’d never seen him in a suit before – always the button-down shirt type. When his dark head started to swivel back towards the girls, Paige squeaked and jerked back, turning with a giggle to Lena. “It is him! Oh God, I did the WORST on his test this week… But he’s… got a drink… so off-professor-duty, right??”<br/>