The club was fairly well packed tonight - at least four deep at the neon blue lit bar and the lower dance floor swayed and moved with a sea of bodies to the bass heavy beats being mixed by the DJ. This establishment is not somewhere where Dusk usually would have chosen for a business meeting but it was close, busy and easy to blend in so she ran with it.

 Feeling annoyed Dusk checked her watch for the third time in as many minutes 20 minutes late she grumbled to herself and began to toy with her nearly empty bourbon glass. Lateness was something that always put her into a bad mood [i]Give it a break D, you don't know how valuable they are yet[/i]. Tonight she was meeting a relatively new client, one of her regular buyers came to her a few days back expressing that there was a new prospect looking for some particular information and Dusk of course is always looking for new options so she went through her relevant contacts and relayed that information on - of course at a price, nothing in this world is free.

The meeting was set. There was no doubt that her information was accurate but now it was a matter of waiting to see if it payed off. Dusk settled into the corner of her booth, raising her glass to the handsome barman to whom she began flirting with when she first arrived, he acknowledged her with a nod and grabbed a dark liquor bottle from the top shelf. The dark haired barman moved though the crowd to her booth with a sly smile and opened the bottle "Single-barrel.... Neat" He questioned with an Irish accent.
"Sure thing honey" Dusk smirked.
He winked at her before pouring a refill and returning back to the bar. 
[i]Maybe this night just got a little better...[/i]