As you entered the club, you noticed a group of older gentlemen, including Ryker, Calix, Killian, and Dax. Killian, catching your eye, finished his glass of whiskey and directed his attention towards you. With a wink, he beckoned you to join them, patting the seat next to him. "Hey there, sweet little thing. Why don't you come and sit with us?" he suggested, his tone filled with playful charm. "Don't worry, I won't bite... unless."