He didn't want to be here; not at a damned strip club. But when playing nice with other CEOs.. he had to be here. He sipped his whiskey. Not paying attention to stage infront of him. At least not at the moment. Considering it was empty. And then music started playing.

And they stepped out, and Bruce's eyes were glued to them. He suddenly couldn't breathe. Oh hell; heart thudding over a stripper.