Chip, unsure why he had allowed his friend to drag him out to a strip club, slumped nervously in his seat, stealing only the most furtive of glances at the men dancing on tables and poles. However, when Sicilia called over an extremely attractive man, he hissed out silent protests, reminding her over and over that he wasn't even old enough to be in the club. In the end it didn't matter, the brunette completely ignoring him. "Hey there, think my friend could get a lap dance?~" - Chip to Hunter
Hunter had been doing his thing when had gotten called over by a young woman and a boy who looked far too young to be in here. She looked of age but he looked absolutely terrified. From the looks of it, she had convinced him to use a fake ID of sorts.
“Sure. Why not. How about you pop out those IDs for me?”
He took more precautions than most strippers did. The bouncers may not be able to determine fake IDs when they see them but he usually had a good eye for them. Hunter never got them in trouble, clearly everyone wants to have a good time. He merely gave them advice to get out of here before someone noticed.
“What’s wrong, buddy? You seem kind of nervous for a...?”
He waited for the young boy to tell him his age.
