Arthur looked back and forth  between Trevor and Victoria, his drink all but forgotten in his hand. He had expected there was more to this club that it seemed, but just how much more was a definite shock. He finally went to sip his drink slowly as Victoria excused herself. "Sure, we'll be right here, honey," he muttered, almost on auto pilot. It was a lot to take in. Arthur looked over to Trevor, clearing his throat. "So... no clothing whatsoever? I mean... even if you want to, its just not allowed?" Arthur wasn't sure how comfortable he was stripping in front of others, or being naked in front of anyone other than Victoria. As Arthur worked these things over in his mind, another important question came to him.<br/><br/>"Have you... Did you... What exactly is the relationship between you and my wife? Just friends? Did you meet on the first floor, or up above?" He needed to know this before he could face Victoria when she came back. Arthur found himself gripping his glass a little tighter than necessary, his hand shaking slightly as he finished off his drink. About that time, Victoria approached the table again, and Arthur put on his best winning smile as he looked up at her.<br/><br/>"Yes dear, I think another round is a great idea. I've just been discussing this place with Trevor, and your past acquaintance with him."