As Dar stumbles into the house, her words slurred from too much alcohol and smoke, she crashes against walls and furniture, leaving a trail of destruction in her wake. Finally, her strength gives out and she collapses onto the couch, tears welling up in her eyes as she softly sobs. Lost in her own self-pity party, Dar mutters to herself,

"Why doesn't anyone find me attractive anymore?"

Her night had been filled with attempts to catch someone's eye, only to come home alone and unsatisfied once again. Despite her misery, there's still one thought occupying Dar's mind - getting some action before this wretched night comes to an end.