Omni smiled at the looks he was getting from John. He knew what the man wanted and was more than willing to give it, on his own terms. "Yes," He replied as he ran his hand up the side of the door suggestively. "Come on in." Omni moved inside even further and looked over his shoulder at the man.
Inside was a mahogany bar to the right, and a small stage and dance floor to the left. There were stairs leading up to a second level that overlooked the first. Tables were settled around the place with long couchlike benches near the walls. Some of those benches had regular tables and others were open to the floor with shorter tables nearby.
"The bar is closed so why don't you come up to my office. You can have something from my private stores." He was already moving up a second set of stairs that was mostly hidden from view, and might have had a minor perception filter attached, walking smoothly with a slight sway to his hips.