She was heading home on the subway. She leaned against the subway door with her legs spread slightly as she was waiting for her stop. He couldn't help but stare because she dressed well, at least he thought they hugged her hips and accentuated her curves in such a way that he wanted more. Oh did he want more...

"It's hot isn't it?" he directed it at her.

"Yes it is."

"It's a good day to go drinking."

"Do you like to sing?"

"What?"

"I said, do you like to sing?"

He hesitated. Was that an invitation?

"I don't drink, but I do need to drink to sing in front of people."

"If you really want to sing, I know a place that has a great selection. Even has some rarer songs."

"Then lead the way."