George sat in the beer garden of The Happy Pig chatting to some people he didn't actually know. It was a nice enough place and he was in a good mood even if the band was terrible.
"On your own then?" enquired the wizened sop opposite and George grinned.
"Heh, no! Just waiting for Anna, my girlfriend; she should be here any minute!"
Anna sat forward in the taxi as it raced towards The Velvet Snail. She straightened her tartan kilt and brushed her long red hair out of her eyes and hiccuped. She was a little drunk already. Completing her outfit were a black halterneck top and knee high black boots.
The driver glanced over his shoulder, "Are you sure you want to go here? That place is dangerous!"
As if to emphasize the point he suddenly swerved the cab left to avoid a blocky high heel wider than the car which slammed down ahead of them making the car tremble. Expertly regaining control he breathed heavily. "See?" he half shouted, "the giants here have been drinking. They don't look where they're going so good! And you want to go inside, a nice girl like you?"
"Yes... I've been there before. It's fun!"
The driver continued for a minute in silence and then said, "I know some good places... If you wanted to.."
"NO... thankyou! Just get me there will you?"
"We're there."
The cab pulled in close to the cliff like facade of The Velvet snail and Anna got out and joined the short queue which hugged the wall to avoid giant feet heading to the thousand and something foot high giants' doors to the right of the normal entrance. Just a hundred feet away a huge foot clad in a gladiator sandal towered upward to a long pale leg. There was no-one she knew in the line, so her gaze turned and followed the leg up and up... a long strong calf .... and up.... the start of a thigh and then the hem of a short white skirt....
The queue moved, shaking her out of her reverie. It was time to pay. Shaking a little, she fumbled for her purse and paid the doorman. She stepped inside...
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