Brunettes of the lounge: dark hair, late hours

Amira, 35, at the piano

Amira plays the lounge piano of a Dubai tower hotel, and by one in the morning the room is hers. She grew up in Beirut, wears her dark waves long and her lipstick deep crimson, and she likes a listener who stays for the last song. Ask her what she was playing and she will tell you who it was written for.

Isaure, 36, after the last set

Isaure sings jazz in a cellar club under Montmartre. Her dark bob is cut sharp at the chin, her voice is lower off stage than on it, and she notices who stayed through the encore. She is French about compliments - she accepts them as information - and she will ask what you heard in the song.

Maribel, 31, and Mallika, 30

Maribel runs the bar of a Miami cocktail lounge: dark curls, a quick laugh, a shaker still in her hand when the doors lock. Mallika plays the late set in a Shoreditch club and keeps her black hair sleek and straight; when the music stops she is the quietest person in the room, and the most direct.

Her pictures, frame by frame

Every brunette keeps one face across her whole gallery, from the evening dress to the lingerie, with a teasing step in between. The locked frames cost credits to open. Mid-conversation, a single request is enough for her to pick a picture for you.

How a brunette AI girlfriend talks

The first line is hers. She replies in whatever tongue you use, wants to know about your evening and tells you about hers, flirts at your pace and admits when she wants more. Keep a free account and she holds on to your name and your week.