“ Don't mind if I do, ” Hikari giggled as she began to dance, though her movements were very restrained, only swaying from side to side, intimately savoring the music and the respite the rhythm brought to her sense of peace and individuality. Even outside of the theatre, she still lived the cultural dance form that became her new sanctuary. But something that was said spurred her curiosity, perhaps even her concern. Was someone hurt? Brutalized? “ Hmm? Where is this man? What exactly did you do with him? ”

"All he wanted was for me to feed on him- silly little man didn't know his limits, but lucky I dooo~" She twirled in place before swaying to a stop.

"Ah," he said, apologetic. "I'm getting blood all over you, Adrian..."

"okay," he says, even if he isn't sure what to make of dancing. he's never been invited to do it before, and never thought of it on his own. before ed takes her hand, he leans in for a sniff. still weird. but nothing sinister, as far as he can tell. confident enough in his decision, he grabs kit's hand and half drags him further out into the sea of dancing—or rather, bumping and grinding—bodies. his moves... leave something to be desired... but at least he's having a good time.

With some gentle pressure on his arms for guidance, she shows him how she moves with the music. Her movements are a bit exaggerated so they're easier to follow, fluid and large.

"Maybe I am?" the twin purred, leaning on Walker.

"That depends. You afraid of fire?"

"They can do it to my dupes," he says, readily enough. "Me? I reckon I got enough scars."

“ Kids should definitely be off-limits, ” Hikari nodded, though the sigh that escaped her lips betrayed her attempt to keep her own emotions hidden. Her childhood had never been sound, and she often wondered if she would have had a better life if only she was also off-limits. “ Keeping to those ethics can be rare out there, I'm assuming, but it still seems quite rewarding, isn't it? ” Hikari tilted her head to one side, mustering a smile. An eye for an eye, it seemed, was the lesson she could gather from Walker's adventurous encounter. A life for a life, such is the law of nature, the law of life. “ Oh, an extremely loyal heavy does sound very appealing. You'd get a very tenacious and ferocious security. Can't say that wouldn't...inspire me, knowing I'd be safe and to such a very determined degree. Can you be that kind of protective as well, Mister Walker? ”

"I sure can, ma'am," he answers, earnest. "Not to brag, but I do pride myself on my loyalty- I'll stand between a friend and the fires of called on.'

"you know, i can't remember the last time i was in a place like this," rafael muses. 'nita is shimmering eagerly in the back of their mind, curious about the new space. "but your message said you wanted to talk about something for your students, yes?"

"Yes," he agrees. "I have some... unmotivated students, shall we say, and I was hoping that hearing from those working in different sectors could maybe encourage some curiosity in them."

"I'm, Adam- Adam Kovak."

His voice, softer and contrite, offers a, "Thank you, stranger."

"Lets do," he replied. "I'm a whiskey sour man myself, if you don't mind."

Without another glance he removes himself from her proximity, pushing off of the bar and wheeling round to stalk away into the crowd. If he assumes correctly, Kit is following him, though he doesn't spare any glances over his shoulder to check... he only continues forward, winding his way through the pulsing throng of bodies until they reach the door to his office. It unlocks at his bio-signature and he leads the way inside, hoping, knowing that Kit is bold enough to follow.

She masters her shivers of excitement as she joins him at the door, following him inside. The sway of her hips has all the confidence of someone already employed at the Lady.

"You don't want to give anyone a show?" She teases, then giggles again. "No, no, I want our first time to be just us~ Come on, handsome." Tossing her head back, she drained first one glass, and then the other. Alcohol dribbled down her chin and she wiped at it, sucking it off of her thumb as she lead him away from the floor. "Follow me~"

"Hey, keep your eyes on the fuckin' road, huh? You could've run into..." When he sees Kit, though, and the disheveled state of his arms and clothing, he's given pause, his expression creasing with concern. "Kit? You're off the clock tonight, darlin', you..." Seth reaches up a hand to find Kit's chin, gently tipping it up so he can get a better look. "What the hell happened here?"

"I know I'm not on tonight, I just- I need a drink, b-boss man... blood and alcohol." A long finger wiped at his good eye, smearing away the wetness there, as he trembles before Seth. "Once I get some blood in me, I'll look better."