"You know if ..." the male of the twins pauses, so as to avoid saying Juna's name and break 'cover' "she goes in, the owners are gonna want her tab. And probably in nuyen. But if you wanna." He puts a digital stamp on everyone, in the process showing a pair of 'new' ones. "Go in, remember that if you're going for a fun seat, it's got to be a blue one."<br/><br/>And, sort of<em>sub-rosa</em>he sends a simple text message to Alex. It reads "Sis'll cover a drink." And on the inside, well, it seems like the Bun Factory's had a good run of business. They've got a 'coat' room and even a few rentable outfits. Either that or the elf coming out of the room's got one hell of a fetish for... something. Either exhibitionism (the outfit covers a lot of skin, but exposes everything), masochism (if it hurts, it's free, reads the writing on her back), or free love (at least that's what Alex remembers the people with that same 'heart-world' tattoo preaching).<br/><br/>At the same time, even if the place had been doing good business, it was still not enough for any kind of privacy once you were inside. The stage is there at the back, lights low.  The bar on the left's just barely keeping people from having sex on it, the bar on the right's only doing marginally better. Dance floor's small, and most of the tables are being occupied.<br/><br/>And the other Balor twin seems to have either forgotten to avoid the drinks with heart symbols in the names (free aphrodisiacs in 'em if you order and drink at the bar), or had the much more pliable butler-<em>meido</em>persona come out, as she's on the dance floor, topless, and kinda jelly-legged. And it seemed she didn't go with the (temporary) size increase, so there's now two ways to tell the pair apart.