"Welcome in," a gruff voice spoke. Throat damaged by endless years of smoky rivers winding down it. The door slid open. The drifting sound of a slow jazz saxophone lured the second man closer. he was standing in the tight quarters of the alleyway. Only the two of them stood there. The second man had a fist full of jewels and slid one into the doorman's hand.
"Ladies and Gentlemen. Take your sits. Talk drink and prepare yourself for a night of the finest entertainment."
With a nod, the door began to close behind the man. Within was the glimpse of circular tables all surrounding a stage and a bar. The guard crossed his arms and leaned against the railing as the door shut.
Kaz stepped by the alley when the brief resonance of the saxophone caught his ear. The building itself was three stories high. The brick exterior was well kept and the higher floors sported a balcony all around it. The top of the building had railings around it and you could barely make out the corners of the tables that inched closer to the edges.
"Hmm, well I suppose work can wait for a moment." The wind mage entered the alley. The doorman gave a lazy gaze, and rolled his lips. His eyes sparked wide as he took in all the features of the man coming his way. "Crap that's the guy," he cursed.
"hey, I'd like to go in," Kaz asked.
"Listen, Sir. We are a legit business. No crime going on in here," the man fumbled in his pocket for another cig.
"That's good. but I'm really just here to relax and enjoy a show."
"uh, well in that case. Basement is for gambin, this floor is the show and bar, second floor is...you can pass that one by. And top floor is food. What's it gonna be?"
The door was already opening, and a man rushed by with a violin in hand. Kaz leaned forward to take a peek before answering the man's question. It may not have been the most angelic place, but then again...what did that even mean to begin with. Some light-hearted enjoyment was just what he needed to get back to his old self again.