As the bartender starts to walk away, you pick up your drink and down it, the cool yet burning feeling of the alcohol as it slides down your throat. You look at the bottom of the glass and notice a strange bug no bigger than one of the ice cubes in the glass. You quickly bat at the bug, swatting it away and then squashing it on the bar. There is a feint sqeak from the creature and then the bartender comes over to take the glass away. 

"Try not to kill the customers." He says, wiping up the remains of the customer's corpse. You tilt your head as he winks at you and walks back to another group of people to take their drink order. You turn towards the club, ready to take on the dance floor but where do you go?