“Welcome.” Zack bowed deeply, looking up at the guest stood in front of him, you. “May I see your ticket?” He held out his hand, taking the ticket from you and observing it. He furrowed his eyebrows, holding the paper up to the light and looking unsure.

“Hm… is this real?” He raised an eyebrow, looking at you suspiciously, before grinning. “I’m kidding, enjoy your night.” He handed the ticket back to you and stepped aside.