"How big is this city?"

"...Millions? I'm pretty sure less than ten million in the main city - though this one I've heard is odd, because it has corridors connecting it to bits of other cities..."

"That is... quite large."

"Largest city in the world, supposedly."

"Well. Let's get to it, then."

"In the mood for some music, then?"

"I think so."

"Let's find somewhere! Perhaps a bit less crowded, a bit dimmer, a bit friendlier to dykes and bulldaggers - Probably a bit short of our sort of crowd, but not as much as some places will be."

"That sounds acceptable."

Onwards, then, to introduce Eliana and Hisame to the wonders of jazz and clandestine gay bars!

Mora turns out to have a nose for these.

Convenient.

Jazz is... interestingly complicated.

This particular bar seems to do a lot of improv! Which is really what jazz should be. Mora delights in it, and spends some time explaining different parts of the music.

Eliana appreciates the context.

Good!

They can go to a more dance focused place after this, if any of her companions feel like watching her try teaching Hisame to dance, or more music, or somewhere with very conveniently dark corners...

The Keres thinks that dancing might be fun.

Danceward it is!

There's a new dance just becoming popular, the Lindy Hop, and there's tango and the Foxtrot and all its variants - 

Mora has to laughingly scold Hisame out of doing blatantly impossible lifts a few times.

Aw. But she wanted to try.

Well, everyone is a bit drunk here...

"Come on, kitten. Take me for a spin."

"I would be delighted."

Wonderful. They can take home the prize for the most athletic tango together.

If they feel like cheating for some money, there are actual dance-until-you-drop contests...

She's more in it for the time spent next to Hisame.

Awww.

Well, they can still dance the night away, until it seems more prudent to find somewhere to sleep, at least.

In her world, New York was called the city that never sleeps.