The Night Is Dark And Full Of Fun

- And the last, your father goes on a business trip for two weeks, - Victoria summed up.
- Nothing new. Jennifer is with him, right? This is good, so she will look after him, - Karen said with a sigh.
- We're on the place, - Damien said, stopping the car.
- Why is Miss Menage not with you? - asked Victoria.
- Miss Menage... - Karen hesitated, - Lily needs some personal space now, as she herself said. That's it, I’ve gone, I will send you a message when I get drunk.
- Of course... - Victoria said rolling her eyes.

Karen got out of the car and smiled. In front of her was club "The Eclipse" or "Nisshoku" on Japanese, where she was going to spend a wonderful evening in splendid isolation. Karen badly needed a good rest, recently her life was going too fast. After joining the AFW federation, she had too little time. Due to official matches, she has become extremely rare to appear in port docks to participate in street fights. Some even began to worry that Hawk Moth will now only show herself on TV, forgetting about the place where they always wait for her and where everyone respects her.

Partly because of this, she chose not a bar, where she usually gathered with foreigners of all stripes. Despite the fact that she would be welcomed there, the girl did not want to explain why she so rarely began to attend street fights. So now her goal was "The Eclipse" club, where the main audience were the Japanese, Karen's second favorite place, where she was a frequent visitor. The girl hoped that here she would be able to escape from the matches, from Lily and from a recent conversation with the new teacher. Now she was going to have a good time.

- Konbanwa Zhu (Good evening Zhu), - she greeted the security guard on the face control.
- Konbanwa Karen (Good evening Karen), - he answered, letting the girl inside.

Entering inside, Karen gave her light cloak to the wardrobe, despite the fact that it was summer now, it could be cold at night and the girl did not want to freeze on the way back. Having parted with a mantle, Karen remained in a white T-shirt with straps, which emphasized her relatively small but neat and beautiful chest, dark purple shorts, long dark stockings and black low-heeled shoes. She had a bracelet on her hand, and a talisman which has been with her all her life hung on her neck.

Attire:

Karen climbed up the stairs. Once in the main hall, the girl spent a few seconds to enjoy electronic music. However, before dancing, she need to fill herself up with alcohol a little. She was about to head to the bar, when a waitress of a pretty appearance approached her, holding a tray with shots of all colors.

- Konbanwa, setsuritsu o gisei ni shite saisho no shotto (Good evening. The first shot at the expense of the establishment), - she said affably.
- Konbanwa, mō wasurete shimatta (Good evening, I have forgotten already), - Karen answered joyfully, - Watashi o miushinawanaide, sekushīna tekīrabūmu o chūmon shitaidesu (don’t lose sight of me, I’ll order a sexy tequila boom).

The waitress blushed slightly, Karen winked at her and took a shot from the tray, quickly ended it out. The Japanese girl headed to the bar at the end of the main hall and landed her ass in a loose chair. The bartender quickly approached her, who recognized her and joyfully greeted the regular guest.

- Kon'nichiwa chō, itsumo no yō ni (Hi butterfly, do you as always)?
- Watashi wa chōde wanai (I am not a butterfly), - the girl laughed, - Shikashi, izure ni shite mo, wa i, itsumo no yō ni hajimemashou (but in any case yes, let's start as usual).

As usual in this case, it meant the cocktail "сosmopolitan" that Karen always drank at the very beginning in order to get a boost of energy for the whole evening. Now she just had to wait for her cocktail and, therefore, she put her elbows on the bar, dreaming about how in a few minutes she would enjoy the great taste of alcohol.

Isolation was the last thing on Clyde's mind.  Nisshoku was one little place he hadn't visited yet in Tokyo and he was dying to try it out. You could say he was definitely down for a few drinks and a dance or two after recent events. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't over the departures of Mercy and Lilly, his difficulties with Eliza and his little game with Gwen. Nothing was ever simple but for some reason hitting the club for a drink was.  You could call him a social butterfly.

The cowboy didn't bother with his usual hat. He was wearing a back suit with matching tie on a white button shirt. Tapered pants with black dress shoes. He carried a slim figure over his athletic, fit, wrestler build.

He stepped inside after climbing the stairs with a hand on his blonde hair, slicking it back as the sound of electronic music thumped around him. He used to not like that kind of music but now it reminded him of better days. Plus, it just felt good. He scanned the place for a moment, nodding his head to the beat of the bass as he approached the bar, already thirsting for his favorite drink to get in the mood.

"Howdy friend." He approached the bar with a smile and noted the rather tall, mixed race woman with the elegant attire beside him, she was pretty and her hair was nicely. Clyde had to eye the tall woman for a bit before he turned back to the bartender.

"I'll have a Lemmy." He said casually but the bartender who nodded and started grabbing whiskey and coke for him but Clyde raised a hand.

"Uhm... Got got any Old forester whiskey?" Clyde asked but the man looked puzzled.

"U~isukī! Ol' forestor! From Kentucky. Kara... Kentucky? You ain't got none?" Clyde and seemed to feel bad he couldn't be of better help. His japanese was still a bit flawed.

Clyde knew plenty Japanese but was embarrassed he couldn't get through this sentence to save his life! At least that's what it seemed like when this beautifully elegant and statuesque woman sitting beside him.

Her attire was elegant but and alluring with the neatly worn shirt and and stylishly purple shorts that complimented her toned legs that hugged by an alluring pair of black stockings and matching boots.  But it was her looks, her beautiful face that had Clyde starring at her with shock and awe at how lovely this model-esque woman was. Cute freckles that complimented her and a hairstyle that showed confidence in her beauty.  Yeah, Clyde thought she was great.

He caught wind of her Japanese as she helped explain to the mat what he was looking for and Clyde sighed with relief. He still needed some time to learn the language but was happy that the lady was so friendly and helpful.

"Hey! That's it!" Clyde exclaimed cheerfully and the man got to pouring him that drink.

"Thank ya, Partner." Clyde said friendly enough and then turned to Karen with a wide smile, about to speak up when she spoke up first with perfect english. Catching him a little off guard at first before he laughed.

"Hi there! Thanks for that help! My Japanese is still a bit rusty, heh! Name's Clyde Gastin. Thank ya fer the assistance, Miss...?" Clyde asked with a raised brow while lifting his glass to the young woman.