Gabby walks in, surprised by the elegance and dark aura of the club. The dark red of the walls and the dimmed lights. There seemed to be all different types of people in there. She made her way to the bar and sat. The bartender asks her what she wants and she tells him, "Just a glass of water with lemon please.." She takes her drink and turns around a bit, looking out into the club.<br/><br/>Her eyes scan the room, looking at the different patrons. She wonders if the person who sent her the note is already here. Are they watching her? Is it a man or perhaps a woman? And what do they want from her? The unanswered questions remain in the back of her mind, mixing her nervousness with a hint of curiosity. Her mother always did tell her that her curiosity is her weakness. Gabby shrugged and took a few sips of her water. And sat there waiting, for what? She didn't know yet.