Eliza sizes up the bouncer a bit and nods slowly.<br/><br/>"Well I guess that all depends on what I have to do for you, Sweetie... after all... I'm dressed like this for a reason..."<br/><br/>She gives him a wry grin and steps in close. Close enough for him to catch a whiff of her honeysuckle perfume. Her eyes lower, demurely, then raise up to him slightly, her face not looking auite up at him, eyes raised.<br/><br/>"Soooo.... what kinda favors does it take to get into -this- club?"