"Of course we do," Cho replied genially yet again. It was only the truth after all. The short skirts of her robes swirled around her thighs as they strode down the last bit of pavement before the club doors. She gave the doorwarden a bit of wink when he opened the door for them.
"What shall we do first?" she asked as the pounding rhythm of the dance music rolled out around them thick as a peasoup fog. "Dancing or drinks?"