An album party at a bar? Hell yeah. Tony was already walking around skekSa's bar, dressed in a navy suit, just perusing past the merchandise stall, lowering his trademark shades to take a better look. Huh. This guy Ziggy? It seemed he knew how to party. Walking up to the bar he ordered a rather classy mocktail. It was an alternative to ordering the alcoholic version and besides he'd gotten used to drinking them by now anyway. Moving away from the bar, Tony began mingling a little more with the party guests.

"The Spiders from Mars? Are we talking huge Martian spiders here?"

Because this was a conversation starter for sure. At least, someone would have the information to enlighten him on. Sipping through his straw, Tony looked around at all the posters and loved the bright, neon colours of the era. It reminded him of his early punk years at the MIT or even before that. Shit. That was a long time ago now.

"Nothing like sex, drugs and rock and roll."