<div style="text-align: justify;">Marissa laughed softly when Nanook asked if it was that obvious that he didn't belong. "Just a little", she replied gently. "I won't tell if you don't", she joked. It was clear that the girl was easily amused, and that her nature was very friendly.<br/><br/>For Marissa, everyone in the club was just a patron. She spoke to everyone, spent time with all of them, and treated everyone with the same kindness. It was, somewhat, what she was paid to do. But it was also her calling, and she loved being around people and making them feel better about themselves.<br/><br/>"Wow, an Eskimo! That's cool!", the girl stated enthusiastically. It was clear she didn't mind at all that he was different. "Did you live in an igloo, or is that pure invention?", she asked, with the curiosity a child would display. "I'm not really... anything different, I'm sorry to say".<br/><br/>At his question about her workplace, Marissa turned her head and pointed at the direction she had come from. "Oh, that club over there. It's called Wonderland Club. You should really come visit one day". <br/><br/>Smiling and shrugging a bit, Mari continued. "Mostly electronic music, rock, rap... we do have specific nights, though, every now and then, when we only play one style. These are usually a lot of fun, as we all dress up to the style and the patrons usually do too", she commented. It was clear that it didn't take much to get Marissa talking. "Do you have a favorite style?", she asked, before she ended up speaking way too much and not allowing Nanook to say anything.</div>