The moment she'd heard about the remodel going on involving a strip club, Cat had known it would peak Wes' interest. So it wasn't burlesque, but it was the next best thing, right? The music would be crappier, sure, and dancing wasn't actually a talent requirement, but she was pretty sure men would settle for a naked chick, in any form, over none at all. She didn't really mind strip clubs all that much, in fact they could be an interesting date location. When Wes had teased her about going with him, she'd more than happily agreed. Women had all the power in those places and it was a delicious feeling. So maybe she'd buy him a lap dance from the hottest dancer working, if he was lucky maybe she'd give him one of her own. The evening was bound to be loads of fun, not that her time spent with Wes was anything but.
She still had an hour before she had to meet Wes, which probably meant it was time to consult the wardrobe. Her hair was done for the evening, blown out around her shoulders in a soft wave that frames her face and she'd made sure to get her make-up done in time to let it set as well. Lips glossed in a nearly nude pink shade, she'd made sure to smoke up her eyes for maximum effect - had to give those strippers a run for their money after all. That of course meant that her outfit had to be just as hot to keep pace with the rest of her. Luckily, that was challenge Cat was sure she had just the right thing for. She rifled through the back of her closet hunting for the exact dress she had in mind, one she'd bought over break while Wes was gone and tucked away for an occasion when she really wanted to knock his socks off. Tonight seemed like the perfect chance for such an outfit.
By the time she'd pulled on her dress for the evening, she was a few minutes late to meet Wes. Thankfully, it seemed her choice for the evening ensured all was forgiven - after all, neither one could keep their hands to themselves on the way to the club. The place was packed already by the time they got there, no surprise really since everyone probably wanted to check things out, and Cat more than happily let him take the lead through the crowd. He suggested drinks first and she nodded, knowing she'd have to shout to be heard over everything - it was much easier just to nod and follow him towards the bar. It was quieter over there, just enough so that people could order their drinks or flag down the bartenders like Wes managed to. Viv looked familiar, though Cat had never actually met the girl. "Nice to meet you," she flashed a warm smile as introductions were made - there were certain students she knew Wes had taken a liking too and she remembered Vivian being one of them.
"Tequila sunrise." Her drink of choice, after all - tonight was definitely not a beer night. The banter between Viv and Wes might not have made complete sense to her, but the exchange between the two was amusing nonetheless, a light smile on her lips as she took her drink from Wes. "It was nice to meet you, Vivian," as lovely as the young bartender seemed to be, as entertaining her company, she had work to do....and they definitely had some fun ahead. "Let's go," she turned her attention to Wes, sliding her hand back into his so he could lead the way down into the 'sin den.'
They managed to find a little half-booth not far from the stage and Cat opted to slide in beside him instead of taking a seat at a stool across the table. "Now let's see," she glanced around with a wicked grin, "which one of these girls is hot enough to give you a lapdance?"