Fire engine red painted fingernails flicked away her blonde bangs as she glanced up towards the club. A frown appeared on Selina Krux's  (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Image:SophiaMyles.jpg) pouting lips, wondering if this was the correct place where she was to meet her blind date. All she knew from her friends was that there was someone who she should meet to get herself out of this dating funk. Her friend, Tanya, never said who this person was exactly only that he was a friend of a friend and maybe the two would have something in common. Really, she doubted the pair had anything in common other than the fact the two were being set up on blind dates and might find it awkward to hold a conversation together. Even now, she pondered the fact she could skip out on the date and head back to her apartment to pig out on ice cream and chocolate. Ooh, chocolate sounded good right about now but the outfit she wore did not need to have chocolate stains or a pooch in her stomach.<br/><br/>For this blind date, she sought to wear a black corset dress with a pink belt around her waist (http://images.chicalert.com/Asos.comFashionandBeautySale_E2E8/ASOSPremiumTieredCorsetPromDress1.jpg). Her hair was up in a messy chignon, a few pieces of her blond hair falling down to frame her face. She wore little make up and even though the dress would be better off with stiletto's, she instead exchanged the high heels for black wedge heels (http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/5f/9/AAAAAk4B7-gAAAAAAF-ZdA.jpg). Outside of the club, she glanced in different directions having thought somewhat was on on the dark street alongside with her. "Hello, is anyone out there?," she asked all the while silently berating herself for asking that stupid question. Only dumb females in horror movies asked that before a psychotic killer came at them with a machete or a chainsaw. If she ever saw a man wielding a knife or a gun, she knew to kick off her wedges and run in the opposite direction while calling the cops on her cell phone. She was not going to end up tripping over an imaginary rock and looking back at her killer everytime. Nope, she was going to go out kicking and screaming before that ever happened.<br/><br/>"I must be trying to scare myself," she said beneath her breath as she made the move to cross the street. In this neighborhood, officers usually stayed away from the nightclubs unless it was to pick up hookers or even to arrest drug dealers who wanted to use the corner of the famous clubs to make their shady dealings. The good thing about her was the fact she was licensed to carry a gun after her last job had been broken into by a robber at the pawn shop. It had been a horrible experience and one she never wanted to repeat again. Hopefully, the blind date would not be grabby hands with her unless he wanted to get shot in the crotch for it. Last time, she used the gun, it had been in a gun store where she learned how to shoot at targets. The next person who tried to attack her would end up with a few bullets in his chest but until then, she kept her trigger happy self under control.<br/><br/>For now, she merely stepped up towards the security guard and gave her his name before she was led inside. It was not too long before someone came around to informing her that her date was cancelled. Cancelled? Already? Damn, she knew she should have bailed out and now she was looking like the fool. Glancing around the place, she sighed, knowing she would stay a little while before catching a cab back to her place. What a waste of a good dress but at least she looked great for tonight before she went back to dressing in her work attire and throwing in codes for the computer company she worked. Settling herself at the bar, she asked for an appletini to try and loosen herself a bit and maybe even chat up the bartender.