Twist waited for the beep of her car locking before tucking her keys away.
Making her way to the front of Avalon she skimmed the line outside, noting the length with a small smile. A brief nodd from the bouncer and she slipped inside. Stepping in a few steps she paused and inhaled, the smell of people, alchohol and music mingling in her nose. Her smile increased and she slowly worked her way further inside the club and to the bar. There she let the bar tender on duty know she was there and if someone came asking for her, to direct her appropriatly.