To a bar...

After Brandon finishes in the shower and gets dressed, you pull out your phone and book a car going to the west side of the city. Traffic is standstill as usual, so it takes about 30 minutes to get to the bar, you thank the driver and head toward the bar. Theres a line stretching about 30 feet, but you've known the doorman since high school and after some smalltalk, he lets you in straight away.