[b]Victoria Clark - Outside the Carousel Club, Manhattan
2:30 AM[/b]

Vic shivered and barely acknowledged Emerald. She slowly kicked her feet against the ground, aimlessly trying to distract her ample brain from all of the grotesque spectacle.

"I'm here because I was told that this was the best place in the world." She finally looked up and scanned the mesmerizing neon signs above. "This is nothing like where I am from." Nothing about this shiny, booze-soaked amalgamation even remotely resembled home. Her mind repeatedly hovered back-and-forth between homesickness and wonder. It was far too early to miss home -- it was only her first day. [i]Pull it together.[/i]

Victoria finally stared the lady of the night square in the face and gave a half-smile. "As long as you have one for me."