Hey Little Songbird
"Sorry. You want me to go into a mine and die so you can know there's poisonous gas there?"
He chuckled. She steadied herself
"Not die. And not a literal mine. It's a club. I want you to sing there and keep an eye out on any...poisonous auras."
She swallowed. "A club? What kind of club?"
He looked at her for a moment, before looking down. "Follow me." He instructed.
She hesitated, following him deeper into the office.
"The Mine is a club that's underground, hence the name," he started as they walked through the very empty hall. "And, like a mine, everyone who attends is rich. It's a...networking event essentially that just never stops."
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