"You have to admit, it could give the Velvet Cabaret a run for its money," Kash answered with another look around and then shrugged. "There are worse places to be trapped until our friends figure this out. How's the drink? Because I could seriously use a few."

Or more than a few. A dozen. So many that he couldn't remember what he was trying not to remember. If nothing else, it would make getting eight hours rest less of a chore.