With the mind of a sixteen-year old, anything is imaginable. Especially any lady in any particular dressing in anything that could be described as daring yet tasteful. And darkly. Something about that seems exciting.

"That's pretty cool. You got any pictures?" It would be nice to put a face to this vision he's conjuring up in his mind. Which is, by the way, is buzzing pleasantly from just one drink of this stuff. This is something he'll have to revisit if he doesn't get sick off it.