“Hi, sweetheart. Do you have a problem? Should I pound your comrade?”
“Hello handsome. No, I am not in trouble this time.” Jo admitted honestly. “Yet…” She added after a moment of hesitation.
“What are you doing here?”
“Came for a few drinks with my friends.”
“Why didn’t you call and tell me that you'll be coming. I missed you.”
“Oh, really?”
“Really.”
“I don’t believe you! You missed messing around with me.”
“That’s right, I missed that too. I want to go for a beer with someone normal, who won't get in the way of my pants' zip at the first opportunity.” He whispered into her ear, hugging her tightly.
The famous Aerosmith ballad “I don’t want to miss a thing” was pouring out of the speakers. The stranger hugged Jo tightly against his perfect muscular body. She grabbed his neck tenderly and looked in his eyes.