Sentinel entered the club, his eyes scanning the room for Loo. He spotted her across the room, her eyes locked onto his. She hurried towards him, her long legs striding purposefully in her high heels.
"Sentinel," she said, her voice low and urgent. "What's going on?"
"Hey, Loo," Sentinel replied, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Let's get a drink first, and then I'll tell you all about it."
Loo's eyes narrowed, but she led him to a booth anyway. "What is it, Sentinel? You're being very mysterious."
" Come on, Loo, how about a drink?" Sentinel's eyes twinkled.
Loo, getting impatient, called one of the girls wearing bikini and carrying drink trays to the VIP section. The girl gave Sentinel a glass of drink.
"Now, that's more like it." Sentinel said as he took the drink for the girl
