Story by RJ Gibbs

Any night in Las Vegas emanates a feeling of electricity, but Friday nights are special. The people shift this way and that along The Strip, moving like currents, seeking out a place to mix it up and unwind for the night. Ivan Kane's Forty Deuce at Mandalay Bay is one such destination.

On this Friday night, Jen enters the main room of Ivan Kane's Forty Deuce. She's out to have fun, but admits an alternate mission: finding her perfect man for the night.

Ivan Kane's Forty Deuce is small, with dark red and wood tones, creating an exotic, sexy feel. The ceilings are fairly low and the lighting is dim and seductive. Around the corner, in the main part of the lounge, the disco ball casts glimmering reflections on the walls. The atmosphere reminds her of a private club. She smiles, realizing she is miles away from the stuffy, sardine can nightclubs in Boston.

Looking up, Jen feels someone staring in her direction. After a moment, she turns her gaze to the onlooker and feels her pulse immediately quicken. She looks long enough to catch his attention and turns away again.

Tom smiles and walks through the droning crowd toward Jen. He explains he is in Vegas on vacation and invites her to join him at his private table up front, with a premium view of the burlesque dancers and three-piece band. The two of them immediately feel a connection and the conversation flows easily. It's as if they've known each other forever.

Photographer: Brian Brown, Stylist: Christine Steele, Makeup/Hair: Zee Clemente, Models: Provided by Impact