Some of the oddest people were on the dance floor and if some bouncer didn't intervene, the Wild West Sex show would be performed there.<br/><br/>"Honestly," Isolde said, sipping her drink from the low ball glass," that is what upstairs is for."<br/><br/>She jumped when the man asked her upstairs. Oh, no. Here it comes, but no, he was a gentleman and the room in which they went was made for more private studio karaoke. Cool. she had never seen anything quite like this before. Quite state of the art. A really big difference than the dump downstairs.<br/><br/>"Nice to have a name, Lee, " the red head answered, stepping inside. "I'm Isolde."<br/><br/>The door swung closed behind them and Isolde paled at the snick of the lock.