by Basil Benson » Fri Apr 01, 2016 8:04 pm
"Fantastic! Let's go!"
Basil had a surprisingly easy time of getting them in, after he'd dropped his name and verified his own identity through the use of a mirror and his driver's license. However, an invisible man bartering his way into such a fancy place did cause it's share of interest among the place, especially the people forced to stand in line to get in.
Once they were in, Chase saw looking at mostly what he expected: A tiki themed bar, with many seating areas for parties of people to sit in groups, and a few smaller spaces for people like himself and Basil (and of course, seating at the bar of course). There was music in this area, thought not so loud that Chase was forced to raise his voice in order to communicate with his friend.
Beyond all of that, Chase would occasionally hear the same music from another source, slightly louder though again, not so loud as to be intrusive. When Chase's ninja senses forced him to find the source of this, it would be another area entirely, behind a opaque orange glass door the same colour as the outer doors. It seemed to be a dance club with a black, glittery floor, likely meant to mimic the sand on the beach of the club's namesake.
Basil clasped his hands to either side of his face in excitement, cradling his own chin. "I'm home." He stated in a moment of misty eyed excitement.
"Can we just live here instead? I'll sleep under the bar and let you sleep on the probably cleaner top half, like bunk beds."