When his eyes had adjusted he looked around. But there wasn't much too see. Lights flashing to the rhythm of the musc - which wasn't as loud and bad as he had assumed - didn't allow him to see details.
The dance floor in front of him was empty, despite the queue outside, probably due to the exclusivity and the early hour. He made out some figures lurking around the sides where there were tables and seats and some more people were at a bar at the far end of the hall.
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