"You want to go?" I ask her.
She nods yes
"First thing's first girl, what are you wearing?"
After figuring out our clothes, we head down the street not knowing either of us are informed fully as to the exact location of our journey's end. Finally after heading 3 blocks in the wrong direction we call back home, to base camp, for directions. Soon we find our destination, flash the security guard our cards and head up a dimly lit stair well to find a floor surrounded by people. It's as if the floor is off limits until the time comes. I felt relieved finding out we were early! Early for what you may ask? Oh, we're going salsa dancing tonight!
... and oh was it fun! :)