GP: Saturnalia Grand Opening

[goodfellow]

It had taken considerably longer than Robin anticipated, thanks to some building code issues that had pushed back his renovations by months, but following the thrown together "preview" on New Year's Eve (that had gone very well if he did say so himself), Saturnalia was finally officially open for business.

The inside of the club looked somewhat different than it had in January: more polished now, better decorations, furniture, lighting. There was still Greek inspiration, particularly in the murals on the walls - modern, graffiti-inspired versions of Greek art and myths, bright colors splashed amidst chrome industrial decor. Most of the employees (bartenders, dancers) were wearing togas.

The grand opening was a hot ticket, but Robin had sent out invitations generously, and instructed the bouncers at the door to let in the beautiful people as usual, yes, but to be rather random about it as well. After all, what was the fun in only the rich and beautiful?

Alcohol was free flowing, and the music was hot, spun by a DJ on a stage who seemed to have the perfect sense of the crowd. He may have even had a little help by magic. Because why leave these things to chance?

Comments

[toujours_impur]

As she explained, he laughed and nodded his understanding. "Get that a lot, do you?" he asked before downing his shot.

[hardertohide]

Dutch agreed with an amused purse of her lips - the music was loud enough that non-verbal communication was definitely encouraged - then knocked back her own shot and grinned. "Dance some more?" she offered, jerking a thumb in the direction of the dancefloor.

[toujours_impur]

Sirius gave another nod, taking the glass from her hand to set them both onto the bar so that they could return to the dance floor. "I'm Sirius," he added as he turned back, leaning in close so she could hear, then grinned and added, "It's my name."

[hardertohide]

Dutch frowned, then laughed. "We're a pair!" Then she drew him back towards the dancefloor.

[toujours_impur]

Sirius grinned in agreement, following her back into the throng of dancers and curling an arm round her waist as he moved close and began dancing once again.

[hardertohide]

He was cute, and fit, but he also looked a bit too young and proper for Dutch. He was fun to dance with, though. She didn't move away as they danced, enjoying herself, but she also didn't cross any line with him.