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It's twenty thirty hours when you actually reach the Black Magic nightclub. You're dressed casually tonight, hoping that you can blend in with the crowd. All around you, you see dozens of couples waiting to be let into the club. Just like Edgar said, you note. Hopefully, your partner doesn't freak out about this, since you didn't mention that it's couples' night. Ami gives you a curious look as the two of you walk up to the nightclub and get in line. "Couples' night?" she mouths to you, and you shrug. At least she doesn't cause a scene while you're lining up; instead, she just taps her foot as you're ushered into the club after an age verification check.

Inside, the club is playing guitar-and-bass music that seems elitist to you. With its dark decor and old-time arcane symbols being used as decoration, you suspect that this might be the club's schtick. You head over to the main hall, where there's a large group of people dancing. Upstairs, you see people lounging about and dancing as well, and you wave aside a puff of smoke that's blown in your face. There's also a bar, and you wonder what kind of drinks are being served here.

According to Edgar, you're supposed to wait for his contact to call you, since he's given them your phone number. So far, no phone call from this mysterious contact, nor do you have any idea on how to make the transfer when it comes down to it, but at least you're here, so you hang out and wait for the call to arrive. Looking around the nightclub again, you decide to hang out at…