This is gonna take in the 40s, I'm sorry if there's any periodically incorrect terms and events!
George sat at the bar with a drink in hand. It was jazz night at the bar as well, a girl with a flower in her hair preforming. She belted out the song as if it was nothing and that there wasn't a band behind her. She stood out.
Another lady who stood out to George was a girl in a long, dark green gown. That girl was you;
You were dancing with a tall bloke in a fedora when you spotted the man staring at you. He was dressed in a navy blue suit with light blue stripes down it, a fedora to top it off.
George danced his way over to you, showing off his shaky dance moves. You couldn't help but laugh at him. It was a funny sight. George found this funny too. As George neared, you unattached yourself from the man you were dancing with and beautifully danced by yourself.
George was in awe, he had never seen a girl as pretty as you. He walked closer to you as you stopped dancing.
"Ello' my name is George" he said taking his hat off, resting it at his stomach. "Hi, I'm y/n" you said shyly. "You seem much shyer than when you were dancing, how come" he said staring into your eyes. "Because you're a handsome bloke, you sound educated too" you admitted.
"I am educated, but there's no reason to be shy, y/n. May I ask you to dance" he questioned, sticking out his hand. You nodded and took his hand.
A song by the name of 'blue moon' was sung as you took his hand to dance. He smoothly twirled you once, twice, three times and then dipped you down. He sensually brought his face closer to yours, close enough to feel his breath on yours. George brought you back up to his level in one swift move, holding you at your waist, closer than before. "I'd like to take you out sometime" he said barely above a whisper in your ear. "I'd like that too, George" you paused, "but now I must go" you said breaking away from him.
"Y/n, may I take your number?" George asked intently. "Yes" you smiled and wrote your number on his hand. "Thank you for tonight, George" you said sensually and walked off.
Two nights later you received a call from George, an invite to dinner. You gladly accepted.