Delaney snickered. "Now now, there's no need to be sarcastic," she admonished playfully.
"People pay for exclusivity. It's a heady feeling, walking into a building and knowing there's only a certain type of people who can follow. And for those who can't get in - those who care, obviously - there's an element of envy, of desire, of aspiring to get in one day..." She shrugged. "And people will pay through the nose for exactly that. Don't ask me why, but there it is. And I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm one of them."
She took a sip of her wine. "I can tell you're not exactly a fan of the type of person who frequents Diamond."