Chloe had found herself a drink, a fairly expensive one, which glowed. She had changed her hair as well, shifting it to a kind of luminescant purple that went better with the decor of the club. She gave her skin some designs which glowed in the light as well. She wasn't sure exactly who she was meeting, beyond the fact that they were in SPECTRE, which gave her a ballpark, especially if the person was wearing armor.<br/><br/>She stood up from her table, moving over to watch a particularly exotic dancer. It wasn't so much that her species seemed out of place, or truly extraordinary, so much as that she seemed to be dancing without apparently working in the club, to the exclusion of an Asari. She moved to sit and watch, bringing her drink. She hadn't payed so much attention to the woman she sat down beside. She certainly seemed out of place, in a different way, a more confident way, certainly.<br/><br/>She didn't say anything, not willing to wonder aloud if the woman was there for the same purpose. If only because the mere fact that she didn't know the species concerned her. The Var were well travelled, and she could usually at least pick out an evolutionary lineage they'd recorded a branch of. She sipped her drink, perfectly capable of feeling the drink inside of her, as it slipped through her synthetic organs.