Chapter 11
Several more hours passed in a happy, loud blur within the VIP section. The constant influx of refills and the substantial bar food had done their job. The group was pleasantly satiated, full of drinks and greasy fries. The initial mission to "rain on Diana's parade" had completely devolved into a celebratory pack night out, fueled by their collective pride in her stellar performance behind the bar.
Last call had been made thirty minutes prior, with only a single patron left in the bar who wasn't considered VIP. The club lights were slowly rising from deep blue to a softer, less forgiving glow, and the music had been mercifully lowered. The Veil was shutting down for the night, and the remaining patrons were being ushered out.
"Alright, people, time to move it," Natalie annou
