Damion just shook his head, smiling a little to himself, as they left the office. A nod for Ivan as they passed him by and then Damion was down in the club. As they entered the club, they were enveloped by the sound of the music vibrating the air around them.
Immediately, something about Damion changed, his walk became smoother, more fluid somehow, the grace a predator on the prowl. Easily, he slipped his way through the crowd until he was standing before the girl Pip had pointed out.