[ inej is a tiny girl, and slipping through crowds unnoticed is her specialty. this is honestly a bit outside of her element and her comfort zone, but she's picking up on a lot of interesting information by watching these people interact with one another -- social classes, hierarchy, who has the most money, who is clearly faking it . . . and inej is just about to turn to get more food when connor bumps into her: ]

Yes!

[ loudly, to get over the din, to speak to connor. ]

At least we know where people come to have fun here -- [ and inej glides over to connor's side properly, to get out of the way of a patron who is intent on getting some more drink at the nearby bar. ] -- or, at least, where the rich people stay.

[ saints, it's worse than ketterdam. ]

Are you doing alright?

[ mr. robot mcrobotson. ]