Though puzzlement lined the faces of the eight employees, they all bent over in a synchronized gesture of respect as the couple approached.
When Rosemary and Horace reached the bottom of the grand staircase, a massive golden archway blocked their path.
This club had a strict policy: only members were granted the access to enter. Newbies without an old member to vouch for them had no chance of getting through these doors.
Horace pulled out his premium card and swiped it before the door opened slowly, which dissolved the employees' confusion.
So, they were indeed members.
It was their mistake for not recognizing them earlier. Luckily, the guests hadn't noticed it.
Stepping inside, they found themselves in a dimly lit lobby, with six elevators ready to whisk patrons upstairs. The ambiance was reminiscent of a lounge bar, yet it was eerily quiet for such a space.
