Vanessa gratefully took Ben's hand as she exited the cab. As they headed into the club, part of her did have to admit, that she was partially jealous of Ben. Here he was, not biologically a woman, and in her opinion he made a much more attractive woman than her. Vanessa didn't often find herself jealous of anyone, she usually turned it around. If she really wanted a woman's dress, she would simply ask where she had gotten it. If it was her makeup she liked, they would often share makeup tips and become fast friends. However tonight Vanessa simply smiled brightly, taking in this new jealousy feeling.
As they entered the club, Vanessa headed to the bar, trying to decide if she would start with a mixed drink or wine. Whatever she ordered first tended to be what she stuck with for the night. She turned to her companions. "What's your usual poison?"