The doorman looks at you, more than a little baffled.
"It gets very warm inside sir, you won't need a big heavy winter jacket in here. Should you change your mind, notify one of the staff and they can put it in the cloakroom for you. Take a seat at the bar and we'll show you to your table once it is ready."
He steps back and shows you through the door into the busy bar area.
As you step into the place, a long corridor runs ahead in front of you, breaking off to the right. A sign denotes the stairway at the end of the corridor is VIP only. The doorman ushers you through a door to the right and you step into a busy and swanky bar, full of young professionals. The cocktail price list is horrifying.
Sat at the bar having a pint is a hard looking gentlemen who seems a little out of place, desperately trying to blend in by playing with his commlink.