An Xin led Stacy through the lavish corridors of the VIP lounge, the soft glow of ambient lighting casting a luxurious aura around them.
They finally settled in a private room, plush velvet chairs cradling them as they relaxed. An Xin's eyes sparkled with mischief as she glanced at Stacy.
"I want you to taste this new drink my friend here invented," An Xin said, her smile mischievous.
Stacy raised an eyebrow, slightly wary. "I just want a little drink, not get drunk."
"Trust me, girl, it's not a hard drink," An Xin assured her, handing over a vibrant blue cocktail.
Stacy took a tentative sip, her face lighting up with surprise. "Wow, it's sweet! Tastes like berries," she exclaimed, savoring the drink before downing it all in one go.
An Xin's eyes widened in alarm. "Oh no, Stacy! You weren't supposed to finish it!"