Finn's car screeched to a halt in front of the club he had promised to take Cleopatra to. He seemed very enthusiastic about them going together to a club finally. In his defence, who wouldn't want to take someone as beautiful and alluring as Cleopatra as his date to somewhere... anywhere at all? Being in her presence alone was more than enough reason for him to feel like he had finally won the lottery.
"We're here," He said, turning the key in the ignition.
Surprisingly, Cleo did not budge. She seemed to be lost in thoughts and hadn't even noticed that they had finally arrived at the club he had promised was going to be mad fun. It was almost as though she wasn't even interested in being there at that moment.