Joseph rarely went to the Succubus Club, really. A good deal of his retinue were regulars, as they preferred the harder scene. Considering his position and the fact he had a handful of his own blood dolls and retainers he could feed on, he had little need of the services there. But he didn't want to ruffle any feathers at the Elysium, for Rhys' sake.
The crowd was bigger now. Odd for a weeknight, but the city really never did sleep. Joseph guided Rhys to where most of the dolls were dancing together. Taking a seat at a nearby table, he wave Rhys over. "Tell me if it gets to be too much," he warned leaning close so the younger Kindred could hear him and because he wanted to. There was a lot more people down here then earlier.