Leandra could feel the music beginning to seep inside of her skin and into her brain. She was getting carried away in the beat and sound, and the fact that she seemed to have lost her bearings in the room wasn't helping her case any. It wasn't just the music that felt like it was carrying her away - it was the crowd as well. She tried to push her way though a group of people, effectively getting glares and some weird looks in the process. She attempted a half-hearted apology that they probably couldn't hear over the music anyway, and kept trying to find her way back to one of the outside walls of the room.
It was in that moment that she felt a strong hand take hold of her elbow, pulling her gently out of the group of people she couldn't seem to find her way out of. Her head whipped in the direction of her apparent savior, hoping it wasn't some total creep that would proceed to hit on her endlessly once he'd saved her from getting even more lost in the rather large group of people. Instead, she was met with the face of one rather handsome man, clad entirely in black. He didn't seem much older than her; a light dusting of 5 o'clock shadow accented his face, and his hair was swept clean to the side. It was apparent that he was strong - Leandra could feel it in his grip, though he held her arm carefully.
A few moments later the male had pulled her up to the bar. She was sure the confusion was written clearly on her face, though a moment of realization hit her when he spoke for the first time.
"Leo -- I work security here and I haven't seen you around her before." His introduction seemed nice enough, albeit curious. Even so, Leandra could feel her heart beat skip one beat, before increasing its speed slightly. Had she really seemed that out of place? She supposed she really did look lost, or maybe he had seen her sneak in. That feeling of worry sat lightly in her stomach, before his thought was finished.
"What brings you?"
A sheepish smile found its way to her face, a bit of color in her cheeks at the realization that this guy was in fact security, and she would in fact have to admit to him that she'd more or less snuck into the building.
"Uh, well, my name is Leandra," she began, feeling the nerves kick in a bit. One of her hands found its way to the end of her hair, which she played with a bit while she spoke. "I was looking for a different club, and I sort of got lost on the way there. I wasn't planning on coming here - I didn't even know there was a club here. But I figured I could get some help, and..." She trailed off, looking between Leo and a couple other people sitting at the bar.
After a moments pause, she let out a sigh, letting go of her hair in the process. "Look, honestly, I didn't mean to sneak in, and if there's a cover charge and I need to pay, I won't mind." She offered him a smile, opening up her clutch to take out her resume sheet. "I was actually looking for management, but this place is so big that I sort of got lost." She felt the blood back in her cheeks again at this admission, though it was for reasons other than nerves. In all honesty, she was feeling better as she spoke with Leo.
She extended her resume to him as she spoke. "Actually, maybe you can help me? I was hoping to give this to the owner... I'm new to the area, and my previous employment sort of... fell through." She knew she was rambling, but at this point she couldn't help herself. "Do you know if your employer is hiring? I can dance and sing, and play piano. I'm willing and able to learn." She paused, gauging his expression. "I'm a recent graduate of Juilliard," she finished. "It's all in there." Her gesture was towards the resume sheet she held extended towards the male in her hand.
She only hoped that this wasn't all for naught.
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Theo had recently made his way to the bar, after a conversation with his 'employer'. The vampire he was travelling with was meeting with some old friends she hadn't seen in years, apparently having run into them here of all places. She told him to get himself something to drink, though he wasn't sure exactly what he'd be drinking at the bars that they had here. He didn't drink blood, for obvious reasons, and he didn't drink alcohol.
He hoped the bar tender working that night wouldn't get pissed at him if he just kept ordering waters.
Approaching the bar, he had taken a spot off to the side and out of the way of anyone just stopping over to grab something and go. When he realized who was working the bar, he relaxed a little. He had been served by Jayne on numerous occasions as of late, as well as another young male who didn't appear to be working that evening. Jayne hadn't seemed to have minded when he would order waters on those previous occasions; she had just seemed glad that he was quiet, simple to please, and kept to himself.
When he felt that Jayne was in earshot of him, he called out his order - his voice wasn't very strong, so he hoped she had heard him. "Just a water, please."
He thought that maybe one day, when he was feeling adventurous, he might order something sweeter, though non-alcoholic to be certain.