The manager smiled in wry amusement. "That's why I'm the manager and you're the bouncer! Those three clearly are no average Joes, and they can afford the bare minimum! Hell, just watch-they'd spend enough to cover this month's expenses!"

The bouncers nodded, not quite understanding.

Meanwhile, Frank, Jada, and Moxxi took the most expensive seats, with Jada and Moxxi flanking Frank.

They were hugging his arms, flirting like mistresses while their hands reached elsewhere.

Still, it was not as if they were taking advantage of him. Frank was the one who said they should act the part when they came, so that Hal would not notice anything out of place.

A waiter approached them, asking, "Can I take your order?"

"Domaine de la Romanee-Conti!" Moxxi promptly said.

The waiter smiled in wry amusement. "I'm sorry, we don't have anything that expensive."

Moxxi frowned and snorted. "What about champagne? A Dom Perignon P3?"

waiter shook his

"A P2, then?"

don't have that

exasperation. "Well, what do you have? Honestly, do you even serve alcohol

the waiter was left stumped, Frank shot a look at

right then. "I happen to keep a P3 in my car. There's no problem if I

impressed by her

really knew how to waste money here in Draconia, drinking up anything that was good for them without care for status or quality Be it the

was why most youths would only stick to cocktails or beers and

for middle-aged men, they either would not frequent night spots or would stick to spirits—which suited them, with the

foreign bars, and the reason why Moxxi brought

ma'am, but outside food and beverages aren't allowed. Please

sighed in exasperation. "Don't worry.

P3 was. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but

scowled. "Do

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