the dance club...

The pumping, pulsing music can be heard as you exit the Uber in front of La Palacia Salsa Club and Bar. The club is popping tonight, so you wait for about 20 minutes before being let in. Karen and Jenna immediately head out to the dance floor, and you take a seat at the bar. You order a drink before heading out onto the floor yourself to mix and mingle, dancing low-key to avoid hurting your knee. You can still cut a rug pretty well, and earn some approving looks from some young ladies, and greetings from some you've met before. You dance with a few here and there, not really getting too intimate. A few ask about your knee: you guess that Jenna put it about that you got hurt.