Dante's Inferno
Given that it's mid-morning, there's no crowd in front of Dante's Inferno, so the velvet rope is pushed to the side and you can walk straight in through the main entrance. Despite the lonely appearance, you can hear muffled electronic beats and booming bass emanating from within. Once inside, you meet the host(ess?), an attractive elf in a white silk suit, with short blond hair, a thin, angular face, and exceptionally radiant skin. The look on the elf's face is one of utter contempt, as if you just ruined hir day by showing up.
Anybody entering the Inferno, roll etiquette and try to convince the elf that you're not total scum.