Stairs up to the VIP section

As they ascend the stairs slowly, they see a hallway that vanishes into the distance, and a curtained doorway to the right near the stairs themselves.

Lifting the curtain slightly, Vasquez takes a peek out before pulling back "It seems to be a side entrance to the VIP section, probably to let employees come and go. Now, you're REALLY not the most inconspicuous like that, but luckily there's a few others of those costumed people you entered with mingling up here, so we should be good."

"I just need to fix my own look a bit" Vasquez opens jacket followed quickly by unbuttoning her shirt almost all the way down, showing of a surprisingly lacy push up bra, she then closes the bottom of her jacket, leaving it mostly open.

Looking over at Supergirl, Vasquez finds her with her mouth slightly open and staring at her chest "What? I like to look good when I go clubbing, besides, from what I saw in there I'd stand out more if I didn't show some skin, now stop gaping and let's go!"

"Uh, yes ma'am!" starting slightly at being caught staring, Supergirl hurries after the agent.

Meanwhile in the control room, a light is again blinking on a console, the words "Power level outside of measurable range for this unit" pulsing on a screen showing agent Vasquez and Supergirl entering the VIP section through the side door.

The on duty employee hurriedly lifts a microphone and presses a button marked B "We got her boss, she just passed VIP area detector 3, we caught her on camera #27. It's... it's Supergirl Ma'am, she's heading your way with another female as we speak"

"Ooh, how delightful, hands off the girl of steel she's mine, but feel free to distract her companion" the voice coming out of the speaker is sounding a lot more pleased than earlier.

Back on the VIP floor, Vasquez and Supergirl are moving slowly towards the back area trying to surreptitiously scout as they walk.
'Ok, that's the third guy I see having sex with some girl in a black dress, that can't be normal... ooh, some guy just told someone named George that he wanted the red-head's ass for... wow, that's a lot of money... is this a brothel or something up here?'

"Um, Susan, I just heard someone paying some guy to have sex with one of the girls, I think this might be more than just your average club, considering all the missing women... they could be involved in trafficking?" Supergirl is leaning close to the other woman, whispering her observations in her ear.
'I wonder how it'd taste to nibble on her earlobe... it's a cute ear, though I'd prefer to nibble on her nipple or- No, focus Kara'

Stopping at a crossroads and looking over to what seems to be a bar, Vasquez turns to Supergirl "I've been to a lot of clubs, and there's definitively sex in the champagne room, but I've never seen this much or this blatant. Can you hear anything more... incriminating?"

Supergirl cocks her head to the side with a faraway look "More money for sex... someone extolling the virtues of, um, having intercourse with the new SD girls... other guy asking what that is... apparently some girls get some sort of dream smoke?
I'm not sure what he means, but it's supposed to make them very horny and compliant... sounds like roofies or something... oh... it apparently makes the girls really fertile too, so their, um, kitties sell at a premium.
He recommends creampies... whatever that is, but it makes sense, pie is always good... why are you laughing at me?"

Trying to suppress her grin, Vasquez pats Supergirl on the head "Oh you are just adorable, if I didn't know you grew up with her, I'd think you and your sister the potty mouth had never met until recently."

"Supergirl #3 and lovely companion!" in their focus elsewhere they both miss the rather large Hispanic man in a partially unbuttoned suit who comes up behind them, carrying a couple of drinks.
"I didn't see you earlier when your boss came up here with the other costumed chicas, he bought a round for everyone he brought up here. So here's a shot for your smiling self... and one for your glaring companion. Don't worry chica, I'm not going to steal your girlfriend"

As he walks on towards the bar, greeting guests as he goes the two women relax a bit again "Ok, they are really pushing this stuff hard." Supergirl says "Do you have somewhere I can put mine? I'd like Alex or someone to analyze what's in it."

Rooting around in her pocket, Vasquez gives Supergirl a small plastic evidence bag "Never leave home without them! Let me just get between you and whomever that was before you put it in there, he's looking this way again."

Placing herself in his line of sight, Vasquez makes eye contact with the man and lifts her shot in salutation before drinking it all, meanwhile Supergirl puts her shot glass in the little bag and seals it up, before slipping it into Vasquez jacket-pocket again.

In her office, Blaze is looking at the scene through a monitor, quickly typing out a message and sending it "The chaperone took the bait, get her away from SG as soon as the effects start to show and get the interested men ready for a breeding party"