[Des bounces a little on his heels, drapes the makeshift bandanna around the guy's neck as he passes and then gives a little two finger salute to the bouncers.

When he enters, he freezes in the entrance, mouth open- okay, so now he's feeling a little underdressed for this occasion. Maybe he should have kept the bandanna and made it into a tie or something. Eeesh.

Well, so much for exploring the creepy place. He nods at the Halo cosplayers.] Evening, boys. Looking sharp. Could use a spit-shine though- I can't even see myself in that armor. What gives? Classy establishment, my ass. [He holds up his hands and then points to the carpet in the universal gesture of 'yes, I don't plan on making trouble, just let me rib you jackasses for a second.'

He exhales and mutters under his breath.] Just follow the yellow brick road. Got it...