April was looking at everything with great interest when the car pulled up to the curb. Looking out at the sign, she wondered if the driver was letting her out to swap to another car.

"Here we are, Miss Dancer. The Masque Club."

The driver passed an envelope back to her.

"Just head inside and hand this in at the desk in the lobby. Tell them you're here to apply for the new opening. I will see to your luggage."

"Thank you."

Feeling a bit mystified, April carefully got out of the car, holding the envelope in her hand.