The lights pulse in sync with the bass at Jimmy’z Monte-Carlo, the iconic club alive with neon reflections and the scent of champagne in the air. You and your friends weave through the crowd, past VIP lounges and a packed dance floor, the DJ spinning a mix of EDM and classic anthems. Max is nearby, leaning casually against the bar, taking in the scene like anyone else, nodding to the beat.

“Hey, you doing okay over here?” he ask getting close so you hear him well.