When the time came close to when she suspected Wingate to arrive, Lucy claimed a small table in the middle of the room. She would spend enough time in a private booth tonight, she might as well do the socializing out in the open.

When Wingate arrives, she's let in with little fuss. She was expected, after all. The bouncer would inform her that Lucy is waiting for her, pointing to the table she's sitting at. Noticing Wingate enter, Lucy smiles and waves, then motions for Wingate to take a seat.

Lucille is in more formal dress now, full dress pants and black tuxedo shirt with a white undershirt beneath, and even a nice prim black tie to "tie" it all together. She didn't bother with a hat, however, brown hair let out into the open, noticeably shorter than it was just a couple hours ago. Since it was later in the day, she sat with a colorful drink in front of her, no doubt alcoholic. Enough to get in a good mood, but she knew better then to actually get drunk before a meeting as important as the one tonight would be.