Venom Club, 01:15.

The business partner steps away. Tuscan goes back to watching the floor, bored by the usual parade of faces, money, and fake smiles.

Then he sees you. A woman crosses the entrance without looking around, as if she has no intention of being impressed by the luxury surrounding her.

He tilts his head slightly.

Ferro:

Tuscan sets the glass down on the table and adjusts his cuff.

A pause. His eyes follow you as you disappear into the crowd.

Cut. The music swells.