It had taken much cajoling and even a slight guilt trip to get his vampire here, but he'd somehow managed it. It helped that the Collector still hadn't realized what the club actually was—Ahn-Bo was meeting and rubbing shoulders with the wealthy members of society—they just may not have been the people that the Collector would have selected. Nearly a month had passed since they last enjoyed a 'private' moment together. Ahn-Bo was itching for the chance to take Jin-a to a place where they could enjoy themselves; this seemed like the perfect excuse to do it.

He'd apparated them from his bedroom, holding Jin-a's hand and smirking. Once inside the foyer, he released the cool fingers to straighten up his brother's appearance, brushing hair out of his golden eyes and smoothing the wrinkles that had appeared in his overcoat. His hands and eyes lingered briefly, unable to resist himself.

There were others popping into the foyer alongside them, some in solos, a few couples, and a larger group or two. The Halloween-themed event seemed to have drawn a rather large crowd. With a devious wink, he unbuttoned the top few buttons on his shirt (his skill had become much improved with practice), then smoothed his overcoat.

"Ready?" he grinned and, without waiting for a response, nudged Jin-a into the queue to the enchanted entrance of the club. If he let Jin-a ask too many questions or paused for too long, the vampire would refuse to come along. That was the thing about Jeong Seojin; he was determined to be absolutely miserable at all times. Not if Ahn-Bo had anything to say about it, however. And if that required perhaps some white lies or omissions of some minor details, then so be it.