this club is for all sorts of fantasy things and people. this was a modern place that they could relax in and still be themselves. as the sound of scrillex was pounding in the background a goblin boy was making his way though the crowd to the bar with his brown fo-hawk and his hoodie with all sorts of nerd buttons. his worn out jean slightly falling off, "table three needs there roasted boar and table 23 wants more cocktails." he walks behind at the back and grabs a lime and sucks on it happily taking a break.

A young girl walked in. She went to the bar and smirked "What kind of blood do you have?" She asked him, showing him her fangs

he looks in the fridge, "I think we have... a+, b-, and o+ blood right now...let me see your license"

She rolled her eyes "I am a sixteen year old Vampire and I always come here...I get VERY cranky if I don't get blood...O negative and also since blood is not alcohol it is legal" She said with a snarl

he shrugged, "im just checking. that and because we have something bloody and its alcohol called Dracula's shot" he gets out a cup of o- blood, " here you go fussy fangs"