“Well, QV is obviously going to be the best room.” Light joked.

“But what if we miss the Tindrel room and that’s where the action is. I say we split up, meet back on the other side.” This statement was uncharacteristically bold for him, but there was something about today that was pushing the boundaries of his fears.

“The Tekeri room could go either way. It could be relaxed and bohemian, or it could be…the opposite.” Ruk finished her glass of champagne and chucked it over her shoulder. A waiting servile drone caught it in a manipular field before it hit the ground.

“I’d highly recommend executing this program, whichever way you go.” Ferrow handed Senjen a small consumer-grade memory stick.

“It's a party virus. Self-depreciating, makes you feel how organics do when they’re…imbibed. Enjoy!” He giggled, producing another one and sticking it to the back of his head.