Elektra yipped, then moaned while wiggling her ass at her wife. <Careful there love, trying really hard as it is to not rip a hole in this skirt. She is very delicious and hopefully we can get her contact later. Almost makes me want to see you do what you did to me when we met to her..... Anyway, if they were checking for weapons the wouldn't have let me through the door, it's not like I'm hiding the fact I'm practically a walking, talking and fuckable tank.><br/><br/>Elektra moved over to the bar, ordering a bourbon Manhattan for herself along with her wife's favorite. The angle allowed her to see over and around the relatively short troll bouncer at the VIP doorway. In the back corner at a large booth stood two goons of Azzie decent. She couldn't see more from this angle though.<br/><br/>After drinking a portion of her drink she messaged Merika via AR again. <Two muscle bound goons stuffed into penguin suits guarding the VIP booth at the back left. I'll relay the images I could get of them. Any idea on how to get into the VIP area? This place is more your speed, it's only since my time back from the war that I could get into a place like this. Do we just pay the bartender to get a token or something?><br/><br/>Elektra the turned around, leaning on the bar and continued to watch the various dancer's while keeping an eye on the VIP area.