>>20026962When she emerges on the 69th floor, Kelly is greeted by the sound of loud music, the sort of generic mainstream trash that she can’t stand. An attendant swiftly approaches her with a disapproving frown on his face. Of course, Priscilla probably ordered the staff not to let her in, and this man is likely going to ask her to leave. So much for seeing Sheila tonight.
>Dress code is bikinis only, ma’am. >You can get changed in there.He gestures toward a door with the words ‘changing room’ written on it.
Kelly nods, relieved not to have been subjected to the embarrassment of being unceremoniously kicked out, and walks toward the changing room. As she reaches for the door it’s pushed open from the inside, with only swift evasive action on Kelly’s part preventing her from being struck. A group of lean, bikini clad women that appear to be Divine Touch models barge past her on their way out, with the last of them flashing an apologetic smile Kelly’s way.
Kelly sighs as she makes her way in, and swiftly changes into her bikini. When she emerges, the attendant from earlier grins at her. Something about the man creeps Kelly out, and she folds her arms as she slowly approaches the large doorway leading to the sprawling room where the party is being held. However she spots no sign of Sheila, and when she notices Priscilla making an announcement of some sort, she decides to hang back at the entranceway for the time being.