Location: Vamp @mcgaera
Utu's management of Attaboy was a growing headache for Tez. The sun deity was stubborn in his desire to turn Attaboy around, make it legit. At least Tez had Erzulie tightly wrapped around her finger, and Vamp's business was booming. Vamp was the place to be, apparently. For a speakeasy, the group of mortals lingering outside the lingerie store in the middle of the night sure didn't make it look inconspicuous. But Tez didn't need to wait in the queue, wait for the doorkeep to flick a message to the next people in line letting them know it was time to come in.
Inside, Tez managed to squeeze herself a seat near the bar. She could have demanded use of her booth, but she felt a little bit like slumming it, letting herself be caught up in the excitement of the night. Business sure was booming, though the crowd was more boisterous, busy than usual. Erzulie had always tried to create a charming environment, an air of refinement to her shows and drinks. Most of the mortals here wanted to push the acts off the stage and dance themselves silly, all while taking some of Tez's products, of course. Tez smiled into her cocktail and enjoyed the passionfruit punch. She settled her glass on the table and began to look around the room, scouting out for other divines she could converse with, when a shiver rose up the back of her neck. Animal instinct.
"Not Alekto, nor Tisiphone," Tez mused sitting back in her chair. "But Megaera," Tez said pleasantly, as if it were a nice thing to have a fury staring daggers into your back. "Care to join me?"
