Jazz Hands, Live Music and Dancing, the Mainland [Thursday night]

[furious_maximus]

Max didn't think that their last little incident at the Jazz Hands had managed to get them barred from the place. And 'Dite had promised to wear something a bit less riot-inducing. Which was, in some ways, a shame

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[divinesurfchick]

It had never crossed Aphrodite's mind that they wouldn't be let in, but she was dressed a little more conservatively than normal. Leather pants, but not quite as tight as last time, and a leather jacket over a pink button blouse completed the ensemble.

Choosing not to just appear outside the club, she zapped herself to the causeway, then took a mainland taxi to Jazz Hands. As soon as she stepped inside she spotted Max and waved.

[furious_maximus]

Max was leaning back against the wall near the door, and at her arrival he pushed himself off the wall and beamed. He sketched an elaborate bow. "Glad you could make it, oh beautiful woman."

[divinesurfchick]

"Wouldn't miss it, Handsome." She curtsied back, feeling odd doing so in leather. "I hope I didn't make you wait too long."

[furious_maximus]

"Not at all," he assured her, leaning in for a quick kiss before offering his arm.