Avé watched Dee guzzle that giant glass of Jack, knowing the girl wasn't a drinker. Hell, she was only eighteen. 'May I shouldn't have let her drink.' But it's not like she was her mother either. So while her concern meddled in her subconscious, it just as quickly was killed off by her paranoia around so many people.<em>"Do you like my dress?"</em>Avé heard Dee call out, as her eyes shifted around the place. "It's flashy, and skimpy-of course I like it. And if I didn't, I would have made you change. And the fact that you're not wearing any underwear is a nice touch." She winked at Dee.<br/><br/>Her attention was quickly averted to the douche sitting at the bar with them. It seemed that he was just as irritated at the bartender as she was. But getting stupid, and telling him to 'Shut the fuck up' was a feat too big for his britches. Avé watched him pull out his knife and didn't flinch. It was kind of entertaining. It was like watching a nerd in high school trying to threaten the big jocks. The club wasn't going to let anything happen to one of their employees. Yet, Avé was interested to see how long it would take. There were cameras everywhere, but hardly a bouncer in sight.<br/><br/>"Drunk asshole." She smiled as the ranter was carried out. "Never fuck a guy who can't handle his liquor Dee." She wagged a finger at her semi joke. As if the girl had a choice. Coming down the way was the infamous Mr. H. Apologizing for the " drunkass' " behavior. "There was no blood." Her way of saying, 'Don't worry about it.' "It was amusing if anything." She stood from her bar stood and greeted the club owner with double cheek kisses.<br/><br/><em>"I was a little busy when you arrived. I hope you're still up for discussing some business. I'm sure it will be well worth both our time."</em>He did look sincere. So, Avé put on her 'understanding' expression and nodded. Even though not twenty minutes earlier she was ready to bolt when he was nowhere to be found. "Don't give it a second thought. My business associates and I were anticipating this meeting for some time now. Thank you...for taking time out of your busy schedule." It was like lines in a script. Mira wanted her to be the studious rep. She could at least fake it to a point.<em>"If you would, follow me to my office? It's much quieter." </em>Avé entwined her hand in Dee's and asked Jeff to lead the way. Introductions would happen as soon as they were behind closed doors.