Rolling off a stranger's air mattress the morning after a liquorish night at the club can sometimes leave you feeling cheap. But there's a way to get yours while pretending to maintain your dignity. When the calendar strikes First Friday, it's off to the Crossroads District for your next sexcapade. It's one place in Kansas City where you'll never run out of options, whether you prefer hardcore artists or dabbling poseurs. Step one: Approach your target and exchange abbreviated pleasantries, half drowned out by the sound of revelry. (Let the din work in your favor.) Step two: Once your target is secured, let him or her lead you to the "sickest gallery that no one else knows about." Focus on following that skinny-jeans-sheathed derrière through the crowd instead of grasping for small talk. Step three: Drop phrases like "impeccable composition" and "honest rendering" into your conversation as you examine the art together. Step four: Offer yourself up as a muse for the night. Bonus points if your naked likeness appears in a gallery the following month.
