VIKTOR
There is a private room in this club that has been rented out for Georg's bachelor party. It is very dark with red lighting. There is a card table in the middle, and many kinds of chairs and lounges along the walls. Some are hidden in dark spots of the room, unlit, offering privacy.
I am nursing a triple vodka on the rocks. Georg is no longer drinking, so he is not his wild self of the past. He seems happy, though, enjoying the dance of a pretty and petite young woman with short, dark hair.