Midona sighed, "You know, with dancing and alchohol and stuff?" She turned to the room's only other occupant that was familiar with the city, "Tony, help me out here."

"Well, clubs are like... I don't know... places where big... uh... all-night parties are held, right? With, like Midona said, alcohol and dancing and partying and stuff. They're great! And no one mids if you drink too much, or dance too much, 'cause they're all doing the same!" Anthony held a slightly manic grin. "Really!"

Anna looked happier with that statement, so she nodded her head in consent with only the barest hint of hesitation.

~At dante~

The band was old-school punk, and the club was already packed. Midona smiled. Perfect. She turned her back and let herself be swepted into the crowd.

Anna was grinning. The place was loud, the lights were dim, and the people were drunk. It was her kind of place. She darted between some of the crowd, filched a handful of dollars from different, dazed patrons - she didn't want to be too greedy - and darted back, before heading to the bar. The outfit Midona had lent her was... different. That was all she could say on the matter. It was apparently alright now for women to show that much skin.

"Hey sweetheart." Midona felt a hand on her back -still in the 'safe zones', for now at least- and turned around to see some guy with dyed blue and white hair, an eyebrow peircing and far too much ink. He was wearing a faded band t-shirt -the pixies- and black jeans that were split up to the calves to reveal the tops of scuffed black combat boots. His arms and half of his face were convered by intricate balck spirals.

"Kat's work?" Midona asked, gesturing to his tattoos.

He ignored the question, "come dance." She felt his hand moving downwards, and slapped it away playfully.

He was drunk and already infatuated with her, and Midona normally wouldn't take advantage of the situation. Mortals are breakable... But she was a gancanagh, and some part of her wanted almost desperatley to give in to that, just for once. How much harm can one night of fun possibly cause?

She laughed, "Buy me a drink, and we'll see where this goes."