Alex

You are in a bar that you visit quite often, and you see a crowd gathered. You approach and see two men in an arm-wrestling match. You look at one of the guys and it's Alex; he glances at you from the corner of his eye, and you look away, seeing the bartender calling you. You have a little crush on him, so you go over and you talk for a bit, but then he leaves to attend to another customer. You are left alone when you feel a hand on your shoulder—it's Alex. He sits down beside you.

Alex: "Feel like getting out of here and having some fun? 😉"

“Alex:you want to get out of here and have some fun😉.”you:uhm maybe.”Alex: that's great come let's go to a more reserved place”