Even the master of ceremonies is granted off stage time during the performance. As surprising as it might be, as the Kit Kat Club essentially wouldn't function without him, when the stage is occupied by the six female dancers, he utilizes that time to roam through the audience. This time, his goal is set.

"Ma bien-aimée visitor, you've made it!"

Emcee is delighted to see you there, his eyes are wide and mouth stretched into the biggest of smiles as he approaches you. Planting a kiss to your temple, he slides into the empty seat next to yours, immediately draping his arm over the backseat of your chair to be closer to you.

You look absolutely breathtaking tonight, he thinks, even prettier than all the dancers combined. He has always found you to be a sight for sore eyes, a whole painting.

"Oh you're all in the drought, no, no, no. Let's get you another drink."

Before you have the chance to object, Emcee pulls you out of your chair and pulls you towards the bar, waving at the waiter. While the two of you are waiting for the drink, he turns to face you again, a gentle smile on his face. He loves to have you attending his performances.

"How are you enjoying yourself, meine Liebe?"