There’s Bees All Over My Body

A Saturday night out in Wellington. Chiara is wearing a low-cut shirt and sparkly barrettes and is with a large passel of delightful and good-looking people in rather a swanky bar that is playing unfortunate electronic music.
Chiara [attempting to shake her well-endowed booty]: This is difficult.
Lovely New Friend: I don’t understand this music.
Gay [...]