[Sodium_noir] Club Harlequin, where the lights dim

[Phoebe Knox]

Arkana .. Columbine ... Phoebe ... Babe .. Kiss
Brujah       Ravnos         Toreador   Undying    Silent Strider.

Arkana focuses on Phoebe for the moment and hopes she will have some time to speak to the trio, alone, but perhaps there would be another time if this night didbn't work out. BUt then again there wouldn't be another quiet night as this at the club, which could be a good thing as well. Again she sips at her drink trying to keep her attention on Phoebe. "Oh yea I'm sure you can get a gig there, I'll put in a good word for you, but i'll have to hear you play before", she smiles warmly at Phoebe. 

She looks over to the side quickly noting the water, how boring she thinks, the tall stranger still in shades did look a little different to say the least but she wouldn't know anything else anyway, which is why again her mind tugged at talking to the ladies later on, for now time to play she guessed. 

"So you must have brought some euippment, right?" she asks Phoebe taking another drag from her cig.

"I've got my guitar with me," Phoebe said, watching the encounter down the bar out of the corner of her eye.  "Don't go anywhere without my guitar.  It's with my jacket in the coat room."

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