Susanne laughed, thinking he was joking. "Yeah, what ever they might be?" she said. Susanne may have never been inside a club like this, but she had seen more than enough movies involving these to know the basic gist. "Maybe we find you some proper clothing." she continued, never minding as she went for the side of the vans back to open the door. She then went for her fathers hunting gear, at least what she decided to keep as her 'negotiator'. It was a a [url=http://www.colourbox.com/preview/5710016-709430-hunting-rifle-modern-shotgun-isolated-on-white-background.jpg]simple two barreled hunting shotgun[/url] with a small box of bare shells, though she just grabbed a handful to her pocket, before closing the door again. She had shot exactly twice with that gun while being on trip with her dad. She wasn't best, but she didn't fall on the floor while shooting either. Not anymore.

"Time to see if the vermins have settled in." Susanne said, feeling like being on some action movie as she went for the door and used her shoe to kick it open. "Alright, if anyones here, five seconds to speak out, or you'll be speaking to my miss's from that point on!" she shouted out of pure amusement, waiting few seconds, before looking behind her. "Seems empty. Now come on, let's get to it." Susanne said, as she went further in. The lobby had rows of coat hangers and few signs, but as you went the one open door past that, it was the club itself. One stage with small catwalk, barstand, tables for customers, few poles... nothing extremely different from what Susanne had thought.