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You decided to ignore the man's advice and attempt to sneak in. You look around your surroundings.

This is known as one of the most exclusive clubs in all of the city. A club filled with floor-to-floor excitement where the music never stops, the drinks keep on flowing from sunset to sunrise (and back to sunset again).

As you walk through the oak doors of the building, you enter the reception room. The blackened walls and golden touches make the place seem a little more classy than it probably is. Over on the reception desk is a small area map saying where everything is.

You look up. There's probably no way to get to the upper floors right now, but maybe you have enough luck on your side tonight. You can faintly hear music coming from the right wing of the club.

At the desk are two receptionists, both young, both in 'uniform', some light blue mini jacket and a small shirt showing off cleavage, both also blonde.

Also in the room you notice is a tall suited man whose pale face gives off very little emotion, yet somehow familiarly comforting. He seems to be guarding the actual entrance to the "all-access" section of the club.  Across the room also is a couple, some preppy kid with his rather loud, colorful shirt mouthing off to some vacatious brunette who seems to be paying attention to every word, somehow.


Anyway, you managed to sneak into the first part of security. What now?
*[[TGoH/Bouncer|Talk to the Bouncer]]
*[[Go to the Beach|Change your mind. You still have a conscience, right? Go to the beach instead.]]

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