[ Peggy's dressed in a classic one piece, fitted around her curves and a belt around her waist. If she's uneasy, she doesn't show it as she turns around on a bar stool, a glass of the house Merlot in her hand. Instead, she sips at it, carefully glancing over the decor with a critical eye. ]
It's certainly not quite what I expected. The clubs now are certainly not what they were in my time.
[ even with the soldiers filling each one to the brim, the clubs of old were at least tastefully decorated. ]