What's next?
Find the nearest nightclub for Nyssa
I look for the nearest nightclub, the "SWITCH FLICK," can't really think why it's called that outside someone putting two words together and hoping it fit. It takes a hefty minute for me to enter the premises but I can see why. This place is popping with activity. Strippers on platforms, credits being tossed around, loud thump of bass music drumming out any unwanted noises. It's the perfect place to lay low and I can see Nyssa getting lost in here. If not all the shaking tits and asses, it'd def be the liquor.
Speaking of tits and asses, after a few minutes wandering the premises one comes bouncing up to me.

"You all by yourself handsome?" she coos, trying to get me hard from her voice alone. In any other context, it might have worked.
"For now. I'm looking for someone. She goes by Nyssa." I tell the stripper, her eyes do a bit of a shocked expression and despite her best interests, she can't help but turn around to look at someone else. A older brunette on the balconly overlooking the place.
That must be the lady in charge. The stripper turns back to me and makes a shy shake of her head.
"Sorry, handsome. Not sure I can help you." and before I can get a word out, she's gone. I shake my head and consider my options. Talking to the boss, is likely to not work, not unless my reputation speaks for itself. And following the cute stripper, might have its own problems...
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