That was the first thought that crossed her mind when she saw the exterior of the building her aunt had dragged her off to.
It was not that she didn't share Ereshkigal's sense of humor or lewd tastes in entertainment, this was just really out of left field... and normally she was not her aunt's chosen companion for these sorts of things. Because while she wasn't yet inside, there was nothing about the exterior that did not scream seedy activities occurring inside, enter at your own risk and with hand-sanitizer in tow.
“Dare I ask what sort of evening you have planned if we are starting at a place that looks like it belongs in an 80s hair-band music video?” Ninkasi gave her aunt a sideways look, but was only a little concerned. Honestly, she wasn't going to be put in danger and it was probably going to be fun. This was just really strange. “I fully expect David Lee Roth to charge out this door any moment.”