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Not All Men Are Created Equal

Category proved to be a typical dance club. True to form it housed a plethora of scantily clad women, smooth talking shot girls, handsome bartenders, and a broad selection of attractive singles. Trying to avoid the strobe lights blaring directly into her eyes, Seph led Sera to a corner booth. Scanning the crowd Seph looked for her physical ideal in a man. She preferred a healthy man that watched what he ate yet didn't obsess over time at the gym. Given the fact that Seph was "vertically challenged" she looked for a man she didn't have to crane her neck to look at so she usually capped off at five foot ten inches. And then of course he had to practice good hygiene, have short hair, dress in a suit as a real man should, and behave as a gentleman.

"Welcome to Category, I'm Heidi and I will be your server today. Would you ladies like anything to drink? Our Category 2 and our Category 5 are on special today." Said a leggy blond with a dimple to accessorize her bright smile.

"Excuse me but what do you mean by Category 2 and 5?" Seph asked in confusion.

Sera giggled and answered for Heidi, "Didn't you know? Instead of normal drink names they list their popular custom drinks as 'Categories' like a Hurricane."

"That's right!" The bubbly waitress gave a cheerful smile. "Our Category 1 is a Blue Motorcycle, Category 2 is a Cosmopolitan, Category 3 is a Martini, Category 4 is a Mojito, and Category 5 is a Long Island Iced Tea."

"Two Category 2's please!" Sera giggled in excitement while Seph stared at the server in exasperation.

"What happened to just a simple drink order? Why does everything have to be so damned complicated?" Seph huffed.

"Oh calm down Sepphy and let your hair down a bit! Remember you're here to find someone who's going to end up seeing you naked. Head in the game Sis!"

Seph glared at her sister. "He is not going to see me naked!" Seph's retort burst out of her immediately and a little louder than she intended.

"I think I walked in on the most interesting conversation of the evening." At their table stood a stranger eyeing Seph with a mix of amusement and interest. Blushing deeply to match the color of her sister's dress, Seph stared at the man at a loss for words.

"Well hello there handsome! I'm Sera and this is my hot sister Seph!" Sera's elbow rammed into Seph's ribcage.

"Oof! Oh! I mean, hello." Seph's blush did not get any lighter.

"Wonderful to meet you ladies, my name is Justin." His gaze fixated on Seph's prominent cleavage, "Would you care to dance?"

"She would love to!" Seph whipped her head in shock at her sister.

"Oh! Now? But our drinks haven't gotten here yet." Seph grabbed for any life raft to avoid being embarrassed further.

"I promise to return you at the first sign of your being thirsty." A charming smile overcame Justin's attractive face. Realizing she wasn't going to gracefully withdraw from this debacle, Seph accepted his proffered hand and allowed him to lead her to the dance floor.

"So, what brings you here tonight Seph?"

"Oh just a night out with my sister. You know how it is. A few drinks and then bed before one."

'Way to wow him there Seph. This may have started off bad but that's no reason to bore the man to death.' She internally berated herself.

Determined to turn this disaster into something more salvageable Seph took the initiative. "So what brings you to Category? You have a thing for cosmos too?"

Justin chuckled. "Not exactly here for the cosmos." Arriving at the dance floor still holding Seph's hand Justin whirled her around to face him and pulled her flush against his body.