Chateau Frankenstein, Grand Opening Gala, Friday Night
The music was thumping. Much to certain Casanova's underlings' dismay, the music was not solely disco. It was an eclectic mix, but a good one.
Chateau Frankenstein, at least the ground floor, was a brilliant dance club, with some disco leanings in the decor (the grand disco ball in the center was a requirement). There was a coat check, a bar, and tables along the edges. At one end was a stage, presumably where Infant Sorrow would perform later in the evening.
Off to the side of the stage, in a magnificent chair, sat Casanova Frankenstein with a martini. He liked this whole set-up.
[ooc: Massive OCD, coming up I got it all, other than Infant Sorrow's performance. Gimme a minute on that. Everything else, so up for readiness, yes. Completely ready, now.]
Chateau Frankenstein, at least the ground floor, was a brilliant dance club, with some disco leanings in the decor (the grand disco ball in the center was a requirement). There was a coat check, a bar, and tables along the edges. At one end was a stage, presumably where Infant Sorrow would perform later in the evening.
Off to the side of the stage, in a magnificent chair, sat Casanova Frankenstein with a martini. He liked this whole set-up.
[ooc: Massive OCD, coming up I got it all, other than Infant Sorrow's performance. Gimme a minute on that. Everything else, so up for readiness, yes. Completely ready, now.]