Dox nodded at the man spoke: what was he saying? Dox was almost in a daze. Something about a west wing? Is that where she would be staying? And then something about protection. Would she need protection? All she was going to be doing was sing. There wasn't any danger in that. Did Mizo have something to hide? It certainly seemed that way with how he spoke. "Limo?" The man must made a lot of money from the club if he was able to have a mansion, limo, and an indoor pool. Dox wondered just exactly how much money she would be making with this job. "Oh wow...this is nice." Dox smiled as she entered the limo. She felt famous while riding in it too. Perhaps one day she could afford her own mansion and limo.