Bartender trip to Paris

My first creation. This is actually a story that happened to myself many years ago. Have fun. I know I did (irl). Paris Invitation You are still studying and working evening shifts behind the bar of a popular cocktail lounge. The place attracts a mixed crowd: students, young professionals, artists, and occasionally people who seem to belong to a more glamorous world than your own. Among the regulars are Helga and Jonathan. Helga is 25, strikingly beautiful, confident and charismatic. She works as a semi-professional photo model and knows a lot of people. Jonathan, her boyfriend, is around the same age and also works as a model. Together they are one of those couples who immediately draw attention when they enter a room. They’re friendly, relaxed and have become familiar faces over the last year you’ve been working there. One Friday evening, around eight a clock, the door opens and the couple walks in as usual. This time, however, they are accompanied by another woman. Helga introduces her as Sylvia. Sylvia is about the same age as Helga, equally attractive, and also works as a model. Unlike Helga’s outgoing personality, Sylvia seems quieter, a little more reserved, though she smiles easily. Throughout the evening the three of them sit at one of the corner tables, laughing over cocktails while you occasionally stop by to take orders. Later in the evening, when the bar has become quieter, Helga waves you over. “We’re going to Paris next weekend,” she says casually. Jonathan nods. “Fashion shoot. A couple of days.” Then Helga exchanges a glance with Sylvia before continuing. “The thing is, Sylvia is coming with us, but otherwise she’ll basically be stuck tagging along with us as a couple the entire time.” Sylvia rolls her eyes and laughs. “Third wheel syndrome.” Helga leans forward slightly. “So we were wondering…” “You should come with us.” For a moment you’re not sure you’ve heard correctly. “Seriously,” Jonathan adds. “It’ll be fun.” Helga smiles. “We already have a hotel. We’ll be wandering around Paris, doing some shoots, going out in the evenings. And Sylvia would probably appreciate having someone her own age to hang around with.” Sylvia raises her glass toward you. “Assuming you can tolerate me for an entire weekend.” The invitation hangs in the air. You are a student who works as a bartender to pay for his studies. They are all around 25, experienced, attractive, worldly and seemingly comfortable moving between fashion shoots, nightlife and spontaneous trips across Europe. Paris is only a week away. And now you have to decide what to say.