9th Case - The Lab in the Zone

[beltbucklerebel]

[It's the Monday after Easter and, just like any night (because the Lab's been here forever. What are you talking about?) Booth and Bren's club is open for business. The music is pounding, the drinks are flowing, and the dance floor is open for any and all.

Feel like dancing or drinking your sorrows away? Then this is the perfect spot for you]

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THE FRONT OF THE HOUSE

[beltbucklerebel]

[get past security and the hostess, check your coat (or flirt with the coat check girl) or just mingle if it looks a bit packed further in. We're not in a rush]

((Works for me!)

[truthin_bones]

[She glances down at her watch and then back up at him. The look on her face is still somewhat skeptical.]

We'll discuss this later, Mr. Wyndam-Pryce.

(yay!)

[demonologist]

Of course, I know this event must be keeping you busy. I'll be around for another couple of hours at least.

[truthin_bones]

[Always persistent, isn't he?]

Goodbye, Mr. Wyndam-Pryce.