"A drink AND business." Caroline giggled slightly. "Just like the kind of thing I do, really." The french vampire cooed, gently leading Klaus by the arm towards the entrance of the club. A large, well muscular bouncer turned their attention to them, his gaze appraising what sort of customers they where.

"Hello Johann." Caroline chided, and the bouncer's pokerface melted in a friendly smile as he opened the door. 

"Ma'am." He added with a slight curtsy, inviting them in, as if they were old acquaintances. It was at this point when Caroline tilted her head.

"How are things?" She smiled, confirming the fact that the bouncer and she knew eachother. A little small talk, even if unsubstantial never hurt.

"Same old, Ma'am. Amanda's still in her rebellious teenager stage." The bouncer shook his head. "It's driving me and May nuts. As if managing the club wasn't enough." The bouncer sighed.

"Hang in there, Johann. She'll grow up." Caroline replied. "Ah, by the way, this fine gentleman is Klaus. He's an [i]old friend[/i] of mine."

"Pleased to make you acquaintance, sir." The bouncer nodded as Caroline led Klaus inside. The faint rythmical thumping of heavy metal bass grew increasingly louder, as the smell of drinks and smoke invaded their nostrils. Inside the club, lowly illuminated by faint lights, as more than a hundred bodies dressed in subculture fashion danced, drank and squirmed together.

Moses raised the staff and divided the waters. Caroline didn't even need to make a gesture. All in a sudden the hundred clubbers looked at her and quickly parted to the sides, each one with a slight polite nod of servitude and acquaintance. Klaus could recognize that many of the clubbers had been in the earlier "fan craze" prank. 

"I told you, place of trust." Caroline beamed with glee. "Carry on, I'm just here for a drink."[i]It was totally worth to bend the rules for this.[/i] She added mentally.

And then the rave resumed, but not before the participants tastefully cleared a path to a VIP booth in the club. Many of them had a familiar tatoo, a serpent eating its tail, the same symbol as Caroline's medallion. [i]Her minions.[/i]

She sat down in the table, indicating Klaus to do the same, as a waitress approached her no sooner she had finished accomodating.

"Hello May." Caroline didn't even need to turn to know who she was. There she was standing, a woman in her 40's, still in clothes that only a teenager would dare to wear, showing off a large pattern of tattoos all over her body. Her short, brown hair had been dyed in blue highlights, and her brown eyes scanned the newcomer. Even if she was starting the signs of age, the overall look and clothes looked good on her still.

"Hello, 'line." She added, correcting herself when she noticed the other figure besides her. "I mean, lady Caroline. I didn't know you uh.. had [i]esteemed guests.[/i]" She hesitated for a bit, before venturing "What can I...uh...get you?"

"Reconstituents. Vintage." Caroline said in a stern tone. Those were keywords. [i]Human Blood. With the recipient.[/i] Eyeing the waitress intently, she decided to break the ice with some smalltalk. [i]She doesn't like spotting other vampires than me, she needs to learn to hide it better...[/i] "I heard Amanda's giving trouble. Maybe I should have a talk with her from aunt to niece."

That seemed to hit the spot. May's face relaxed. "Nah, won't be necessary. Got her grounded. Just a bit." She ventured, as she wrote Caroline's request in her notebook.

"20 years, 30? We don't serve anything less than 18 aged. Strong or delicate flavour?" The waitress repeated, winking slightly at Klaus. 

"Flirt." Caroline muttered under he breath.