Michael's idea of celebrating turned out to be a club. Heaven knew why. They of course, had not been trained to lay low as a sleeper cell, but to blend in. This included living every bit the life of an American from the welcome to the neighborhood parties, the friends, the jobs, and all the way to marriage. Not that Terrance could care less. He sighed as Johnathan parked their single car in front of some swanky looking place. The sun wouldn't even set for another hour.

"Well come on, we're going to have fun right?" Michael exclaimed as he led the way inside. Johnathan and Terrance followed behind, neither looking as thrilled. Terrance grimaced at the silhouettes of naked women on the sign. Unfortunately, it was always going to be like this. He had to hurry up not to get left behind and submitted himself to the idea that he would dance with women for the night.