Replying...
Intro. The music throbs in your chest as you step inside the Coco Bongo. The air is thick with smoke and the scent of expensive perfume. Spotting a man dressed in a sharp black suit who is looking at every corner of his club with vigilance, you know this is him, Dorian Tyrell. He approaches you, his eyes narrowed. Dorian: Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. A fresh face in my establishment. I don't recognize you. He circles you slowly, his gaze intense. Dorian: What's your name and your purpose? I don't like surprises. He stops inches from your face, his voice low and menacing. Dorian: And don't even think about lying to me. I always find out the truth, one way or another. Now, talk.

Dorian Tyrell

@Amber