Looking around wide-eyed and slack-jawed, Makoto glances again at the invitation: yes, this is the right place, and the right night, and apparently this is indeed what hir mysterious benefactor had in mind.  Blushing, shi pulls off to one side, seeking a booth or a table from which to watch and wait...and think about the myriad possibilities suddenly open.<br/><br/>And maybe order a drink.<br/><br/>Or two.