Turning one more corner, the unlikely pair finally face the lounge proper. The club boasts one main stage with an orbit of several smaller platforms. There's a bar to one side lined with the wide variety of both strange and familiar bottles that one might expect from a multiversal establishment. Also notable are some hookah-like fixtures that appear to be the source of the haze that hangs in the air.

"Hello?!" Miller yells over the music. There is an eerie lack of patrons or staff.

He steps up to one of the smaller table-stages and rests a hand on the back of a leather chair. There's a click and a hum as a shimmering hologram comes to life. Miller takes a startled step back.

"Hey there, handsome," the projection croons as she drags a hand up her side seductively. He finds the alien head tentacles a little off-putting, but everything else looks standard-issue female.

Kaz exhales with a chuckle. "Scared me there!"