The dwarf's smirk made it clear that he thought that their little trip to the back was HIS idea, and he swaggered over to the bar to pick up a fresh bottle for them as Amber made her way over to one of the private Champagne Rooms.<br/><br/>There was no mistaking the room's purpose, as she opened the door for herself and her patron; the walls were mirrors over heavy insulation,  and the "furniture" consisted of a long divan and a table with a bowl of Rouge Dust and a hookah all set up and ready to go for anybody who desired a bit of an extra thrill.<br/><br/>"Alright, Girl... " the Dwarf chuckled as he plopped carelessly down to the divan, giving the bottle of champagne a hearty shake in the process. "Why don't we make this room pop?"<br/><br/>As if he were unaware of just how much he had shaken the bottle,  the dwarf popped the cork from the champagne with a loud BANG,  sending the cork cracking off of a mirror... And sending a spray of the bubbly splashing across Amber's face.<br/><br/>"Gods! Sorry about that, Luv... "