Jason Dawson was a self proclaimed ladies' man. He was a love em and leave em type. He left broken hearts and poisoned minds wherever he went. He was living it up being his usual swarthy self, unbeknownst to him the fickle bitch called fate would deal him a hand he couldn't handle.
It was late one evening as jason was leaving work. Saying his goodbyes to co-workers and getting into his car. Quickly driving off to the nearest bar to unwind with a few drinks and see what loose morale woman he could snare. Stopped at a red light he glanced over to the car beside his. A beautiful woman sat at the wheel seemingly ignoring him or so he thought. She was well aware of him out of the corner of her right eye. While staring at the lady jason failed to see the light had turned green. It wasn't until the person behind him honked their horn did he get startled and decide to drive. He tried to keep up with the lady even though it seemed he was going past his favorite bars. She seemed to drive forever. he wondered if she knew he was following her, as he tried to stay back a bit.
After a while the woman pulled into the parking lot of a bar and grill. Jason drove past as he watched her exit her car and walk inside. He drove around and came back. Slowly pulled into the parking lot and exited his car and went inside. Jason took a seat at the bar and ordered a beer. he scanned the room for the woman but didn't see her. As the bartender sat his drink down on the bar he asked him about her. he told Jason that she must be in the restroom. Jason slowly sipped on his beer and vigilantly watched the ladies' restroom door.