SAN FRANCISCO'S HOTTEST UNDERGROUND CLUB IS THREE WISE, MAN; THIS PLACE HAS EVERYTHING: SEQUINS, RUSSIAN OLIGARCHS, AERIAL HOOP DANCERS, PRETEEN CHOIR BOYS IN ROARING 20'S BATHING COSTUMES AND TEASHADE GLASSES, SYZYGY WITH THE OLD KNIGHT...YOU KNOW, THAT THING WHERE THE VELVET CURTAINS PART, AND A GIANT OCTOPUS WRAPS HIS TENTACLES AROUND THE INTERDIMENSIONAL TRAVELER AND TELEPATHICALLY ORCHESTRATES HIS OWN MURDER...