Out of all of them, Senjen rather expected himself to be the last to receive any positive comments from strangers. He was replacing his old, worn frame for a reason, and he did not even have time to notice who exactly it was that had spoken up before they were lost in the crowd. Jess was always paranoid about that sort of thing being some sort of corporate advertising trick, but he was not sure what that would even accomplish here. He did a quick search about the club itself, but all he really learned was that they changed theme every so often to a different kind of Human mythology. Honestly, it seemed like an interesting gimmick. 

In any case, Senjen quickly shrugged off those thoughts to bring himself more in the moment. Light had looked a bit distracted until he spoke up about the different rooms on the mezzanine. “Eh, seems boring to split people up. Surely the Humans can put together something decent for [i]all[/i] of us, right?”

There was a short laugh from Senjen. He looked out over the dance floor as he listened to music that shifted so quickly it did not seem like it could decide what it wanted to be. “I’ve heard of sample platters for your food before; is this like the same thing for music? What do you think about the Human stuff, Ruk?”