As you both enter the entry doors, the rhythm is bouncing off the walls; the crowd is out in abundance and eager to party. The drinks are being served as quickly as the bartenders can prepare them, the talk is loud and people are hard to hear above the thundering soundtrack, and the dance floor is packed with sweaty bodies writhing to the rhythm. As your bodyguard, he kept an eyes on you very close. He walk beside you giving you a side eye. "Stay close to me princess this place isn't very nice."