*You step outside and hail a cab, climbing inside with your mom. The driver takes you to the new club and you pay him as you get out. Walking up to the entrance, your mom hesitates for a moment before she plasters on a fake smile and walks in, hand in hand with you. The music is loud and lively, people are dancing and laughing all around. Your mom heads straight for the bar while looking over her shoulder at you, motioning for you to find us a table first.