"I'm Abigail, are you Paul?" she asked.

"Why....umm...paul...Yes! Yes, my name is Paul!" he said shaking. He kissed her hand and she giggled.

"Lets dance," she said taking his hand. They danced the whole night. Paul nervously watched every move she made. She was beautiful and a great dancer. Paul put on his best McCartney charm without trying to make a fool out of himself. They reached her house after they were done at the club.

"You are so beautiful," Paul said.

"oh, Paul," she said blushing. She gave him a wonderful kiss. Paul almost fainted from the soft kiss.

"Dont tell anyone my name," she said putting her finger up to his lips. She pulled him closer to him and gave his behind a squeeze. Paul's eyes bulged and promised not to tell. He walked back to his car and continued home.

"How was the date?" John asked.

"She was gorgeous!" Paul said.

"Another Ringo case," George said laughing.

"Whats her name?" Ringo asked.

"I uh...was having such a good time I forgot to ask!" he said.

"Laid on the first date? Whats her number?" John asked.

"We just danced!" Paul said walking to his room.

"Danced...HA!" George said throwing a shoe at him.

"how inconsiderate! not getting the bird's name who gave it to you!" Ringo laughed.

"WE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" Paul screamed slamming his door.