The 23-year-old has had one serious boyfriend in her life.
She slept with him during all of the 3 years they dated, until he broke up with her soon after they graduated from college.
She learned that trick when she first moved to the city and sometimes went out alone.
"I love nightclubs already" she thinks to herself, as she looks over her shoulder and sees the other girls outside in the cold, watching with jealously as she walks through the door.
It doesn't hurt that the men who go there are generally older professionals, men who have their shit together and don't drink until they fall down.
They pick a good spot at the bar and order a drink.
She recently had an exciting night of sex with a guy she met in a bar who was incredibly attractive.
He had seemed interested in her - he was even affectionate in bed; but now he isn't calling.