You are caught.

You feel a familiar hand pick up the boots as you drop them. You see Jade holding the boots. You rise to your feet to run but don’t see the hand that crashes on your head knocking you for a loop. You feel someone grab you by the hair and drag you back into the private dance area and see Jade and the guy you were previously fucking sitting there across from you when your vision clears and see they are each holding one of your boots.

“Ok what the fuck is going on here?” The man demands holding the paper with your description and the note on how the boots work in his hand. “Is this for real?”

“It would seem so.” Jade comments and snatches the paper out of his hand, having apparently already read it with her reaction. She turns to you and adds, “So do these work for anyone? Where did you get them? Oh yeah, and what the fuck?”