Avalon's head whipped up faster than she had meant, and she gave Eli a death look, "No, it's
not 'ok'." She stood up very quick and cringed a bit as the chair scraped against the floor. She briskly walked through the dark streets and finally couldn't take it any more. She punched the nearest brick wall, not able to hold in the anger any longer, and also caused her hand to bleed. She knew she needed to clean the blood off and would not go back to the cafe. She looked around and saw a club. She was able to walk right in with the
dress she (( only longer, like two inches above her knees )) and the
shoes she was wearing, and without a second glance from the guard. She found the bathrooms quick enough, and cleaned the blood off. She walked back out into the flashing lights and loud music. She sat down at one of the round couches and got some googly eyed looks from some of the guys. She smirked charmingly, and just kept sitting there, looking around.