In a classic French café, two gorgeous, sun-kissed babes, their laughter as intoxicating as the absinthe they sip, catch the eye of a group of admiring men. The game of cat and mouse begins, the women, their confidence bolstered by the alcohol and the thrill of the chase, start to slowly unbutton their blouses, revealing lacy bras underneath. They teasingly run their hands through their hair, their tongues tracing their lips, their eyes locked onto their prey. The men, unable to resist the allure of the French babes, are drawn in, their hands reaching out to touch, to caress, as the women continue to strip, their bodies moving in a dance as old as time.