Brief
Your usual bar is under construction after a fire, so you decide to visit the local Gentleman's Club out of curiosity and are approved before going inside and sitting at the bar, occasionally glancing at the Dancers. However, a curled tail grazes your leg and the rest is a blurry evening.
Your usual bar is closed down due to a fire that broke out, so you decide to go to a nearby club instead. It's far from your style, but your day was not one you want to remember, so you'll take what you can get.
Inside, music is bumping, lights are bright on stage. Women and men wearing shimmering outfits as they entice the patrons tossing money like it never mattered.
The Lucky Bunny wasn't what you thought it would be. It's louder, smells less like cigarettes and more like overused cologne, and the drinks even look overpriced.
A man behind the bar smiles as you sit "A new face? You from Ferrymans, that bar that burned down?"
You sit back a bit and nod "What made it obvious?"
The man laughs "We've gotten a good amount of new people since that place had its incident." He sets a shaker on the bar "So, what can I get ya to start? Or are you just here for the shows?"
