(OOC: Since when would a bar have fruit punch? You can get ready made cold tea in bottles.)<br/><br/>"I think you'll have to settle for vodka and some mixers." She explained to the bar, and put the phone down. "Okay, let's go."<br/><br/>She led the pair back behind the stage to a corridor where there were various doors, store rooms, washroom, utilities, that kind of thing. At the end was a flight of stairs up, that first ended in a balcony where a fire door presumably led to the main room balcony. But she kept right on walking up to the next level.<br/><br/>This was clearly an office level. Another corridor led to a door with 'Manager Maeve Selachi' on. AS they approached, the door buzzed and there was a click. Inside was a well lit office, with several chairs on their side of the room. The walls had numerous bits of what could only be called salvage, various things that had clearly come from the sea. Those, and numerous full height column shaped lit fish tanks with more fish in.<br/><br/>The far half of the room was bounded off by a waist height wall. On the other side of it was a raised pool of water. It suddenly bubbled and surged, and a sleek grey shape rose from the depths, arising from the water and looking down on them, rows of serrated teeth showing in a... grin?<br/><br/>The 10 foot anthropomorphic Great white shark looked them over. "Hi Ptricia. Care to introduce me to your friends?"<br/><br/>"Sure thing. Guys, this is Maeve Selachi owener and manager of the Two Sticks. Maeve, this is Chris, he's the lead guitarist, and this is Reizu, he plays bass. Chris is the one who brought us together, so he's really the one you'll want to talk tuna to."<br/><br/>"Charmed." Maeve was wearing a custom wetsuit top with a cravat style tie, and an obviously expensive diving watch on a custom strap on one fin. That was the one she held out to Chris.