between a lobby and a very fancy lounge area. Arina darted her eyes towards the lounge area and from what she could tell, it was no place for a young lady like herself. Swarming with men in expensive suits smoking cigars and chatting amongst themselves. Many had whiskey glasses calmly held in their hands, this was a lions den and even from where she stood she could tell that she would be out of place.
"We're friends of Brant, the manager of the Skuller. She mentioned that there were three artists here, having some get together or something like that." Jordi wasn't going to wait for Arina to snap out of her fascination of whatever the King Pins of the North were up to.
"Oh yes, the Pharoahtics are in the house. However all public interaction ends in five minutes. From there until half past midnight they will only be accepting V.I.Ps." The attendant was wearing a smug look on his face as he put on the most posh accent he could come up with to politely tell Arina and Jordi that they weren't going to see the