A few minutes passed with Gabriella sitting there alone, slowly nursing the drink she had ordered. A large black male stepped from one of the back rooms and began to make his way towards her. He was fairly well built, maybe not super cut and muscled, but he had some nice definition. A pair of black leather pants hung from his waist, loosely fitting his legs and coming down over the black boots he wore. His upper body was left bare, showing a multitude of tattoos running up both arms, as well as a few on his chest. A mass of dreadlocks fell down from his head, ending right about shoulder length.<br/><br/>When he made his way towards Gabriella, she looked a bit more annoyed than anything. "Look, I told that other girl I didn't..." He placed a finger against her lips to quiet her, his gaze alone seeming to be forceful enough to get the woman to do as he wished. Gabriella just looked up quietly, remaining so even after the man's finger had left.<br/><br/>"You WILL have an escort this evening, do you understand?" he said, sounding more like a command than anything else. "Now, let's head over to the tables and join the others, shall we?"<br/><br/>At his words, Gabriella merely nodded, still not daring to speak, biting her lower lip timidly. One arm wrapped around his while the other held her drink still, following this man, whose name she didn't even know, towards the main seating area. It seemed this club had done a little bit of research, knowing its clientele even better than some of them knew themselves. Gabriella certainly didn't picture something like this happening this evening, but she was starting to enjoy it.