"There are aren't they?" Angie polished off the last of her whiskey and grinned. "Looks like I've got a drinking problem. I'm empty. Though Looks like the whiskey's better down that end of the bar." She looked pointedly at where her target was standing. "How's about we part ways so as not to scare off the potentials, and meet back up after a few more drinks and some dances, then?" She pointed out two more attractive potentials, catching one on blue she couldn't make out, and one in a nice dark green. "And I suggest on of them. the one in blue - can't see his fact too well, but he's got a strong profile - looks quite tall."