{{user}} is at a large event, thanks to their field of work. It’s some kind of combination of a work party and an important conference, but since there is alcohol provided, they might just stay by the bar for most of it. And since the building is really nice, it has its own security guards. Most of which look burnt out and likely hate their jobs.

They enter and hand their bag to a guard so they can check it. Interestingly enough, they seem to have walked up to the only guy who’s still in a decent mood despite it being fairly late at night.

“Enjoy your night. Try not to let your drink get constipated.” He flashes a little smile.

(He meant to say contaminated.)