Her eyes roamed around the room, checking the decorations, finding them updated with a modern design, but she believed she could do much better. But more or less, the scene was no different from what she remembered.
Drunk youngsters, maybe in their late teens, pretending to be mature enough, and working adults crowded the dance floor, gyrating their bodies to the booming music, having the wildest time of their lives.
"So, when you said it would be loud here, you were not joking." She slightly raised her voice for him to hear her words. The same went for him every time he had to say something.
Or the other option was to come closer and lean near his ears, so there would be no need to shout. But that seemed too intimate for someone who only was here to talk business.
"I told you, but I do want to see you." The way he said it somehow sounded different in her ears, but he quickly added. "I do want to help with your cause."
