My destination tonight? Jazz After Dark. I've heard about this little jazz club, time to see if the talk does it justice, or simply hype it up. At the very least, maybe I'll hear some good music, have a few drinks.
After about a half hour worth of subway interchanges, I emerge onto the street again, and find the place fairly easily--a few steps leading down to the doorway into the club. Entering, my eyes adjust to the dim, rather smokey atmosphere easily. There's no music just yet--well there is house music, but nothing live yet. It seems people are waiting around for something though.
Moving over to the bar, I order a drink and sit on a stool, eyes moving over the room and those gathered, humming along wtih the jazz coming from the speakers
OOC: There's a start! Viggo has arrived!