"I don't want to know how you did that, do I?" Greg was grinning a little, turning from Jack to look around the room. It seemed there were two calls for the night; drag, or near-nudity. It looked like a club for hideous straight people, in the worst stereotypes imagineable. Greg actually seemed amused.
"How about we start with a bit of alcohol, dollface?" He was already working his way thought the crowd, to the bar.