Hirsh didn't even need to look at the menu. He caught one of the passing waiters, who was working to get the employees fed and also eating at the same time, as he walked, and ordered a good plate of sashimi. He turned to Zarias, smiling. "Have you decided? You can order, now."

Zarias nodded his tummy rumbling. He smiled as he placed his order of tuna sushi and smiled. He sighed taking a glance at the cage thoughtfully friwnig whn he remembered what Termad had said about falling.

Hirsch smiled when his food came, and he started on it ravenously. He was coming down from his coffee high and desperately needed some energy.

Termad seemed to be the only one at the table eating politely. He ate the rice he ordered slowly, pacing himself. "You all are such pigs..." he joked, grinning.

Zarias licked jus lips looking at his food. He laughed at Termad's comment. "You should have seen him at Thanksgiving dinners growing up!" Zarias chuckled. Ignrjng his stomach's protests he ate slowly. "How many times did mom tell you not to shove the entire Turkey leg into your mouth?" Zarias asked with a small smirk.

"She never did! ...I lied. Many times," Hirsch chuckled, really digging into his food. "I can't help it. I love food. And coffee. And this place." He patted Zarias' head, contently. "And my baby brother."

Seymour giggled, nearly choking on his food. "Awwww! Hershey can be nice!"

"I didn't think it was possible," Termad chimed in, joining in Seymour's teasing of him.

Zarias laughed shaking his head to fix his hair as he smiled at his brother, "Yeah be glad I love you too otherwise I'd never put up with your insanity all those years…" He said smiling. He really had missed his brother. He sighed as he finished, "Lucky you have a high matabolism…" Zarias said.

"Everybody loves me," Hirsch replied airily, grinning, as he also finished. "Ah...that was good. Okay then. From opening time until the last customer leaves at closing time, you refer to the employees here as their stage names. They'll have them on their name tags. Speaking of which...Seymour did you make him name tags?"

Seymour, finishing his last bite of food, bobbed his head up and down quickly, digging in his pocket. He held out two plastic name tags--a large one and a small one. He swallowed his food.

"The small one gets pinned onto the front of your outfit," he explained, brightly. "The bigger one...you put it in the slot on the cage you'll be using tonight. First come first serve! Newbies need to take a bottom cage, so get there quickly or you'll be stuck on the stage."

Zarias smiled taking them pinning the small one to his kimono. He nodded lookig at the stage. "Right …So how long till we open?" He asked streching. He was ready he hadn't danced in a while but he knew he could. He just had to remember how fun dancig was and he wouldn't fail.

Hirsch idly glanced at his watch. It was...an expensive-looking watch. "About seven minutes. Get to your post and everything...take a bottom cage," he suggested, standing. "The waiters are cleaning up the plates, so you don't have to worry about it."

At once, Seymour jumped out of his seat and skipped over towards the stage. He was a stage dancer, and a damn good one.

Termad followed after a moment, stretching. "If you get tired and need a dance partner to help you, Aria, ask myself or your brother. Seymour needs to stay on stage," he informed him as he walked away, also towards the stage.

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((I'll be back in a bit--I've got to eat supper. ^^))

((Kk))

Zarias nodded shaking a little as he walked over to the bottom cage sliding his name plate in looking at it. Aria. He smiled looking at it. He knew it looked familiar and now he remembered it was a song he once danced to in competition. He had taken first. He smiled remembering how his brother was there. He nodded to himself feeling confident. Climbing into the cage he took a moment checking it over memorizing the space and how much room he had. He also looked over seeing the money collection button and the panic button. He smiled at the latter feeling reassured.

((Back.))

As soon as everyone was settled in, Hirsch flipped the light switch and turned on the newly-placed gas lamps, hanging from the ceiling. They were for the special event, as was the Japanese techno, which had some ancient Japanese musical tones to it. He also turned on the strobe lights that surrounded the cages, at all times. Then, once all the tables had been cleared off, Hirsch opened the front doors.

And people poured in. Hundreds...thousands, almost! The guests quickly fanned out into the club. As soon as the first guest stepped inside, the dancers began to move.

((Yay!!))

Zarias or rather Aria was surprised be the number of customers. It was insane. Like something out of a night club in a movie. It filled him with a sense of fear and excitement. He took a deep breath consintrating on the music and what it sounded like and how it flowed. At first he started slow gliding along with the music until his brain synced with the music and he began to pick up speed as his brain and body remembered how to move.

Hirsch spent his time greeting guests, flitting around and sometimes dancing with people in the crowd and getting everyone settled in. It looked like he was enjoying himself.

As the night drove on, a few dancers were being removed from the stage by Hirsch to serve as private entertainers to those who paid him enough. Noticeably, Zarias seemed to be the only one who wasn't called off at least once during the night. There were, however, regular customers milling around his cage, throwing money up at times. They were genuinely interested in the new dancer, whom they now knew as Aria. Most of them knew the policy with new dancers--they were untouchable for at least a week.

That didn't stop them from complimenting him, if that was what you could call some of the more 'rude' ones, who were more...descriptive...in their compliments.

Zarias for the most part ignored the customers comments. Though didn't stop himself from from winking at several of the customers as he danced. He felt himself enjoying the attention, and felt himself become more presumptuous as the night wore on.

As the night wore on, Hirsch, who kept a constant source of caffeine in him, showed no signs of getting tired. As midnight passed, the club was still full of people, some sober and some painfully drunk. Some of the dancers were getting tired, and they agreed to having a partner who wasn't tired--this partner would help them dance.

Zarias frowned he was begining to feel a bit tired. But he kept the speed up as soon his second wind began to kick in. He smiled as he watched his brother make his rounds. He frowned knowing that he'd have to take a partner too soon. And that would most certainly cause some problems.

Hirsch walked by Zarias' cage. "Aria, you look tired. Do you need a partner?" he asked, genuinely concerned. "I could go ask Maddie to help you. He's a skilled dancer. Or...I could help you," he added, grinning and flashing the large name plate, with 'Hershey' on it, from his pocket. "I can dance with you, if you'd like. It's up to you..."

Zarias smiled at his brother thinking for a moment. As much as he wanted to make friends with the other dancers he felt he would be more comfortable dancing with his brother so he nodded. "That could be fun!" He said with a smirk watched his brother.

Hirsch grinned, and slid behind stage for a moment. He pulled the door to the back of the cage open and slid inside, closing it behind him. As he did so, he leaned down and put his nameplate in below Zarias'. He then straightened himself out, wrapped his arms around his brother, and skillfully danced with him, helping him stand up straight despite his fatigue.

Zarias chuckled dancing with his brother, "Well this is familiar..." He said as he danced. He found himself thankful for his brother helping him. It was slightly awkward but he could easily get past that. He was having fun.

Hirsch grinned, not seeming to find the situation awkward at all. "Indeed, it is..." Hirsch seemed elated that his event night was going well and that everyone was having fun. There were rarely any fights or problems in Dragon Ember, so he could relax and just have fun. He was surely having fun, right now...he was so glad he had his brother back with him.

Zarias grinned back at him. He couldn't believe the fun he was having while dancing with his brother. So much in fact that that he forgot about the customers watching them. The night was turning into some much needed bonding between his bother.

Hirsch seemed to be aware of the customers, but only because he was so used to keeping them content that he felt the need to keep an eye on them. Hirsch seemed to be just as talented of a dancer as both Termad and Seymour, who were draping themselves against each other and dancing on stage.

Zarias smiled as he danced. He glanced around the club surprised to see how there could still be so many customers this late. He shook his head at his brother, "Just how much caffeine did you take?" He asked jokingly, though it was still amazing to him how his brother was still able to keep going.

"A lot," Hirsch replied, pressing their foreheads together. "The customers seem to like you. And in case you're wondering, the latest stragglers are usually here until three in the morning. We have about an hour, yet."