[What an odd person. He's interesting, but very crude, and Eichi isn't used to hearing speech like that. It's... is it thrilling? Maybe it is. It's different, that's for sure, and he's a little interested.]

If that's your type, I do have a suggestion. [Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out some sort of card and holds it out to Spike. It simply says Resilience on the front, in dark, glittering letters, and an address on the back.]

It's one of the lesser known night clubs that I perform at, but I think it would be more suited to your tastes. There's always a line at the door, and they only allow certain types to come inside. [The rest of his clubs match a lot better with his on stage "angelic" appearance he goes for, but this one... Well, he's not really used to the crowd. He's adapting.] Or is that also too dull, because it was me who handed it to you? You shouldn't judge a book by its cover, you know. [He says this but he's still just a rich boy]