Chris walked into The White Rabbit and looked around. Then he was embarrassed for a moment when he realized what type of place it was. Yet if his Sister Verbena could tolerate it so could he.

He went to look for a table with less of a direct view of the stage.

As is normal strip club etiquette sitting away from the stage means your easy meat for selling a lapdance. Since noone can see that as poaching...

So one of the girls, a short perky blond in a white see through outfit will wander over to Chris.

'You looking for a private show honey?'

She asks, leaning onto his table.

Chris gave and embarrassed smile and spoke with a stronger accent than usual due to it as he said,
"Lonely country lad new to the city dear. Just shy is all.
How much for company, a drink, and setting a soul right about the place? If that doesn't offend at all, as it wasn't meant too..."

It would be obvious that Chris had never been in a strip joint in his life from the way he fidgeted.

The girl smiles, its not every night she can snag a virgin who will pay her just to talk. The girl will signal to one of the actul waitresses, who hurries over to take Chris's order and the girl will sit down, real close to him, a hand playfully on his knee.

'My name is Celia, what do you want to know?'

Chris ordered a rye and coke and then said,
"I'm Chris. Just like to know the town a bit.
Good places to eat, where to shop, nice places to go.
Don't mind a chat do you Celia?
I'm just not quite ready for a lap dance yet.
I'd turn bright red and stammer too much..."

Alice was sitting at her usual spot at the bar. She quietly nurse some sort of fruity pink drink. Her eyes seem to be pinned on the TV which was broadcasting a pay-per-view UFC fight. She doesn't appear to be one of the entertainers, nor does she appear to be a waitress. She is dressed casually. Tight white tank top, black skinny jeans and black converse shoes.
She picks up her pretty cigarette case, getting a pink cigarette from it. She holds it between her lips as she lights it.

While Chris waited for Celia to answer he let the symbol for water on a chain drop into his left hand. Nikki had said be less obvious. So Chris let the symbol focus and change his sight to include the art of power, the arcane sight. Anyone with ability here should notice since he wasn't hiding the attempt and just having a look.

Peeking at the patterns of this place is like being punched in the eye. Not only is this place a node but its heavily warded with both time and mind magic. Strangely, there doesnt appear to be a single awakened in the place...

'Not at all.' Celia purrs. She could use a break anyway... with a bunch of the girls working overtime last night htey are a few dancers short and she has been on her feet, or a pole for hours...

'Well, Chris, this is the best place in town. Make no mistake. Theres alot of other great bars depending what your into for music and people.'

Celia scans the room with overly made up, but pretty blue eyes as the waitress drops off Chris's drink.

'So where are you from Chris?..'

Celia tries to keep him talking, calm him down.

Chris turned off his sight of power fast and rubbed his eyes for a moment as he said, "Sorry Celia. Eyes hurt for a moment ...

I'm from England, I own a pub there abouts. I lived for a bit in Oslo though. Wanted to make a new start and this seemed a good place.

A friend of mine by the name of Nikki suggested this club.
Very pleased with that suggestion I must say; lovely.

Where would you suggest a gent shop if he wanted to get you something nice? Perhaps make you a fancy meal?"

Some guys bursts into the place waving twenty dollar bills around.
"Whoo, yeah baby, I'm loaded and I got cash too," he laughs loudly at his joke. Most of the girls have all ready keyed into the guy with fists full of money. He pulls up a chair and sits down it, grining like a jackass.
"Who wants to give me a lapdance first!"
Alice curls her lips as he points to her, "You, dark and lovely, get your boney ass over here and call me Daddy."
"How about fuck you? Why don;t you chill and enjoy the entertainment and I won't have someone throw you out."
"Ohh, bosslady mad. Fuck it, ladies, free twenties to the first one to make me yell yehaw!"

Chris seeing the gent with twenties smiled shyly and reached into his inner pocket. Taking out his wallet under the table he took out a 50 and palmed it. Then he reached out and placed it into Celia's hand folded up. He then returned his wallet to the pocket.

He said, "Right sorry about that. Should have asked how much your wonderful company would be for a chat. Don't want you in trouble.

If you wish to leave I completely unn unn understand. I've not great wads o' bills..."
He'd pretty much forgot what he'd asked her since he wasn't use to woman paying him any attention.  

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'See this is the kind of prick Gand would be dragging outside by the hair... ' Celia comments to Chris.

She looks over to Alice, she will take care of the guy if told to. Celia may look little and cute but growing up with 3 older brothers left her with a left hook dreams are made of.

Chris nodded and confidence filled his voice as he said,
"You want him taken care of Celia?", that at least he knew how to handle.

Chris waited calm and cool now that there was a target for action. The change would be quite dramatic for someone who noticed that sort of thing.

The man laughs loudly and throws a wad of bills at one girl. The bills fly about the parlor. Some girls stop to scoop some up. Alice slides off her chair, looking to the rowdy man. She seemed to be much more patient then Gand. The man looks to Alice and stands to approach her.
"Hey, who does a guy have to fuck to get a lap dance around here?"
Alice smirks and thumbs toward a large, muscle bound tatted up bouncer in the corner. The man with a head like a plug grins darkly and cracks his knuckles. The man laughs and pats Alice on the back like she was one of the boys.
"You're all right stick," he announces, but most of the room is frozen. Alice just smiles,"Sir, would you like one of our ladies to entertain you some place where you could be as loud as you want?"
Alice's green eyes flicker toward Celia.

Celia pats Chris's knee again.

'Thats what the bouncers are paid for sweetie. But thanks anyway...'

Celias eyes linger on Alice, shes heard this game all before... and loves the bonus's involved.

Chris took in the scene going on and said, "Very well then...", but was a bit confused. Things were going very oddly from what he knew. Granted that wasn't a lot, but it still was making him wary.

(laziness and didn't feel like changing)
The man laughs and smacks Alice on the back again, this time causing her to step forward a bit. Alice quickly regains composure and smiles a most devious smile.
"Sir, since you are such a welcome guest of ours, allow me to show you to our 'special' VIP room. Celia would be more then delighted to show you to it," she says as she turns her attention to Celia. "If you will."
The man pulls a comb from his plaid polyester blazer and slicks over his greas comb over. His eyes roam over Celia and he gives her a lasivious grin. He bends his knees some and opens his arms wide to her.
"Yeah baby, come to Daddy," he laughs again, wiggling his fingers in the air. The muscle bound Bouncer moves toward the VIP rooms and waits at the door. The rowdy man looks like a 70's reject from the red and brown plaid lesisure suit and the equally obnoxious polyester shirt left open so we can all see his grey, curly chest hair. Tangled in his chest hair are a myriad of cheap gold chains. More bad jewlery follows with thick gold rings and a cheap watch. To add insult to injury, his colonge is thick and the kind with a ship on the bottle.
Alice coughs lightly, "just follow my associate here."
When Celia approaches, emerald eyes fall on Chris. She raises a brow and smirks.

Chris gives a look of total confusion as Celia smirked and left. He had been willing to fight the brute but it seems she wished that pleasure and so did her employer. Chris motioned for the waitress and paid his tab and added a 5 dollar tip for the drink.

Then he gathered his stuff up and stood preparing to leave.

Alice looks to Chris and watches him gather his things. She walks over to him.
"Leaving so soon sugar?"

Feeling a bit shy Chris couldn't make and keep eye contact as he said,"Well Celia is busy... Nikki said this place was nice.... Ummmm.. Sorry I'm not use to the attention of women accept to help out camping or hiking.."