Snippet #1783239

Laura Stanley was not new to New York. Her party spot was at Neon Blue, one of New York's notorious dance clubs. Right now the club was filled with back to back dancers. She was amongst the thick of them grinding and bumping into other dancers, she was on her fifth martini and it was the night before New Years. She knew she should have stopped after number two, yet, the sweet succulent taste rolled between every taste bud which drove her senses mad. She paid the bartender five bucks to watch her purse, shoving her money into her bra, where it was safe. Laura, had no idea where or when she had lost her hat, and that made her very upset. It had been her favorite hat, it had panda ears, and was black and white. She was knocked out of her dancing, wild thoughts by a young stranger who made her wish she hadn't. He was taller than everyone, and had a goofy smile on his face; he was bad news.

She turned on her heels ran to the bartender shelled out ten bucks and he handed over her purse, everything intact. She swung it over her shoulder swiftly walking over to the bouncer, 'Ted' wasn't that his name? "Hey Ted!" she shouted, he looked up from his scanning of the crowd. He saw her and smiled, waving her over. She cupped a hand to his ear and whispered "Hey Ted, that tall guy he's following me, do you think you could hold him up for, I don't know, ten minutes? Long enough for me to get away." Ted was looking for the man as she spoke, his eyes found him and he only nodded. "Bye Ted!" Laura yelled over the music while running out the door, heading for her newly owned apartment, three blocks away. Laura heard sirens and a loud bang of the club door, the police ran up to the door, shoved the man who had been following her into the back seat and drove away. Ted winked at Laura and she waved thankfully, turning around and walking around the street looking for something interesting.