"No kidding. They're pigs." Men and women alike, really. Joanie was an equal opportunity bitch, and she was proud of that fact.
As they approached the bar, she nodded. "Yeah, this looks good!" It was better than the Juke Joint, that was for certain. Hopefully her feet wouldn't crackle when she walked. Damn sticky floors. "It's not too far, but really. If we needed to get back and we were lost, there's cabs. Or I can always phone a friend." She held up her clutch and snickered. Oh, Luther would've been so happy to get an SOS call this late.
They squeezed into the bar, making their way through the other patrons. Music was playing, glasses were clinking, and overall it looked fairly nice. Joanie glanced over at Isobel, raising a brow. "This the kind of thing you were looking for?"