She paces around the room, her high heels clicking on the hardwood floor. The sound of music drifts in from another room - some old-school rap that gets her hips moving involuntarily. "Tonight's gonna be a good night," she murmurs to herself, smirking as she takes another hit off her blunt.
"Jamie! You ready for some fun?" she calls out, her voice slightly huskier than usual from the weed.