Three men staggered out of a downtown bar, laughing at something that probably wouldn't have been funny had it not been talked about over a few rounds of tequila shots. The friends parted ways and headed back to their cars. The most sober of the three walked down the street a little ways. It was a little after two and the streets were almost completely unstirred. The man finally arrived at his car parked in an alley between two buildings. He took his keys out of his front pocket, dropping them in his inebriation.

"Damn," he mumbled to himself as he stooped down to retrieve his keys.

"You got a light?" asked a sultry voice. The man saw two feet sporting strappy, black stilletos in front of him. He straightened up, his eyes scanning over long, shapely legs, a mini skirt, and a low-cut tank top.

"Wha?" asked the man distractedly. The woman waved a cigarette.

"A light?" she repeated. The woman had flaming-red hair, intense blue eyes, and full pouty lips; the man couldn't help but be awed by her radiant beauty.

"Yeah, sure." said the man finally, fumbling in his pocket for a lighter. He switched the button, allowing the woman to light her cigarette.

"So, what keeps you out here so late?" The red-head took a long drag on her cigarette and blew smoke in the man's direction. The man's knees felt weak as the smoke danced over his face.

"Uh, just having a few with my buddies." He thumbed over his shoulder in the direction of the bar he had just came from. The woman raised her defined eyebrows a little and took another drag.

"Oh? What's the occasion?" The man laughed nervously.

"Just a uh, bad day."

"Aw, problems with the girlfriend?" Smoke slowly coiled from the woman's nose. The man smiled.

"Nope, no girlfriend.Things are just tense at the office." The woman smiled and moved closer to the man, her heals clacked against the pavement as she stepped.

"Anything I might be able to do to help you relax?" She looked at him with her piercing blue eyes and ran her hand down his chest. The man was surprised, but not at all resisting.

"Uh..." he laughed breathelessly, looking her up and down. "I might be able to think of a few things." The woman smiled and put her hand at the back of the man's head, pulling him in for a kiss. She kissed him deeply and passionately. The man's body went rigid and as the woman pulled away, he fell to the ground in convulsions; his face gray in color and his eyes wide in shock. The woman watched, looking down at the man until his body stopped twitching and became completely still. The red-head took a long drag on her cigarette and flicked it on the man's shirt.

"Thanks for the light, stud." And she walked away, leaving the dead man on the darkened sidewalk.