It's nearly midnight in packed Glasgow nightclub Corinthian and I'm hanging out with P Diddy and his entourage. The music is pumping, drinks are being guzzled, and there are lots of beautiful, scantily clad women writhing around the music star. Then one of his entourage, a short bald man, invites me to join them in a hot tub nearby Blythswood Hotel.
Of course, I'm flattered and I want to go. As a 23-year-old reporter who's just landed her dream job on the Daily Star's music column, I can't believe my luck. I'd waited 10 hours to interview Diddy who was warm and charming and even leaned in for a hug.
And now he wants to party with me. TikTok star Brooke Schofield details Diddy home visit following rappers arrest Diddy’s friends like Jay-Z could be forced to testify in sex trafficking trial So I tell the short bald man that, yes, I would like to join them. Only today and with the rapper in prison, does the offer have a sinister quality.
Short bald man keeps a close eye on me and when I turn to get a drink, he says: "Halina, where are you going? Stay here where I can see you. Now you definitely want to come to the hot tub?" I say I'm not sure because I don’t have a bikini, to which he replies: "No worries girl, you can go naked." Then P Diddy's Money Girls - the women that dance with him on stage - are telling me I need to come because, above all, I must get my "big ass" in that hot tub.
Their enthusiasm is infectious and they are women so they'll have my back. This is going.