Yang's Rough Night

The building seemed to vibrate as a certain blonde strolled towards her favorite club in Vale. The music hit her like a blast of cold air as she pushed open the doors. Normally, the bouncers wouldn't let someone just walk in like that, but they knew by now not to bother with her.
She moved inside, hips swaying with the beat as she made her way to the dance floor. She dances through the crowd, sizing up tonight's spread. Finding a target, she grins as she dances over to him. She nearly yells to be heard over the music, "Hey baby. How about you and I start this night off with a Yang?"
The man looks at her as she talks, slowing his dancing. He stops when she finishes, squinting his eyes and tilting his head. He turns away and starts walking towards the exit, visibly confused.
Yang shrugged, not everyone batted a thousand. She moved through the crowd once more before settling on a secondary objective. She dances near him, keeping herself just off of him as she speak ups again, "If you told me I had a nice body, I'd hold it against you."
The man blinks at her as he stops dance, "What?"
"Never mind." She sighs, making her way to the bar. She sits next to a guy about her age. She leans on the bar, giving a short motion to the bartender to get her her usual. The music wasn't as loud near the bar, so she didn't need to yell anymore, "Hey, did you grow on a palm tree? 'Cause when I see you, all I can think about is dates."
"Are you saying my skin looks like dried leather?" The man stares at her coldly.
"W-what?" Yang stammers as the bartender slides her drink to her. "No I just meant that-"
"I can't believe people can be so insensitive." The man gets up and walks out of the club, his bovine tail swishing behind him.
Yang was frozen, mouth agape, before she turned to the bar and smashed her face against it.
"Rough night?"
"Not that we care."
She sighs, not needing to look up, "Hey Mel, Mil."
The twins hop onto the bar, sitting on both sides of Yang.
"You know, not everyone likes your terrible puns."
"Yea, I mean. They're pretty bad."
Yang grumbles, lifting her head to take a sip of her drink, "Gee, thanks you guys."
The twins each place a hand on Yang's shoulder, "Hey, come on."
"Yea, cheer up already. It's not like we're having any fun tonight either."
Yang looks one, then the other, "What do you mean?"
"Haven't you noticed?"
"I don't think she's noticed, Mel."
She sighs heavily, "Noticed what?"
"Well. A few nights ago, Junior had us, uh.."
"Persuade some of the competition to close their doors."
Yang tilts her head, "So what?"
"Sooo, one of them was a gay bar."
"And now they come here once a week."
The light bulb finally went off, "So you're saying I've been hitting on gay guys all night?"
"Finally."
"Took you long enough."
Yang groaned, "Why did it have to be on my only night off this week."
"We could always take this party in back."
"You're kinda the only reason he needs the extra security, so it's not like he needs us tonight."
Yang downs her drink, her smile once again returning, "Sounds like a plan."