"Lizards are far too dry for my liking," Brixie laughed and leaned forward to look at the window at the club.
Yes, Eugene certainly knew how to pick them, but Brixie hardly cared. It would be fun no matter what the place looked like on the outside or inside. The types of people she met at clubs just like the one they were about to enter were always very interesting. Eccentrically so, sometimes. "There isn't a crazy cover charge, is there? I mean, a few bucks is understandable but I just hate when they charge an arm and a leg. As if we aren't going to be spending money at the bar."
As soon as they were out of the taxi, Brixie linked her arm with Eugene's. It was almost a natural instinct. Large groups of people made her wary. The possibility of getting lost among them made her even more nervous. Not until they were inside would she leave his side.
"You're far too tall. Have I told you that lately?"