[Sora]

His eyes were set right in font of him, landing on the path that would lead him towards the front entrance and outside to his freedom. However. . . it would seem that his plans would be cut into and changed as he felt a hand being placed upon his shoulder and a voice calling after him. His feet would stop and he'd turn around, blinking a few times as he took in the other's appearance.

"Yes, my name is Lee." He'd confirm. "Chat?" He'd blink at that. He was far more used to guys coming up to him and asking for "services" for the evening, which he always declined as he was not a hooker. Was this just this man's way of nicely trying to ask for the same thing?

". . . Why me?" He'd ask, tilting his head slightly to the side. Out of everyone out of this club, he asked him of this. He could have asked anybody else, but this guy seemed to have waited till Lee was done dancing for him to catch up to and ask this. "This isn't just a polite way to try to get me to sleep with you for the evening, is it?"