Re: The Bar Alice had been surprised to be cut loose into the club considering her self-proclaimed admission to tending to wander all sorts of places. Her attire for the evening had been sort of whimsical, as was her nature, and mirroring the soft blues and blacks that she considered to be her colors. The club was very different from the Avalon but no less crowded and packed with all sorts of interesting people. The dance everyone seemed to be performing on the poles was something she'd never seen before. Maybe it was a local thing?
Eventually, Alice found herself near to the bar again, and she was certain she should remember a lesson she'd learned from the Avalon about bars... It wasn't registering however, and the girl shrugged as she set her incredibly out-of-place handbag on the counter and waited for the bartender's attention.