Omi stuck close behind Akaya as he wove through the crowd, having to marvel a little at how easily he got into the next club-- by being in Akaya's company, he guessed. Clubs were a bit loud for Omi's tastes (The Black Cat had been no exception) but after a while, the ears acclimated. Omi reminded himself of this as they went inside.

Akaya's question once they reached the bar was beautifully unspecific. Omi would answer it as it had been intended, but he also wasn't about to pass up a chance to banter with an opening like that.

"Well if I had to say a drink... what's the Bloody Mary like here?"