George got up from his seat when the woman strutted off the stage, keeping a good hold on the bra he'd caught, and making his way back to the bar, ordering another drink. He sipped at it casually, watching the next act from the bar, and waiting to see the brunette appear on the floor again. Before too long, he spotted her, mask still in place. She was moving around the room, offering sultry smiles to the men she passed, and every eye fell on her as she went by. She was like a magnet for attention, but no one pulled her aside for a more private moment. He was glad for that, and waited until she got closer before holding the bra up where she would see it before going by him.
"Looking for this?" he asked with a sly smile, the drink in his other hand.