A new club in London, and Holmes didn't often commit himself instantly but he knew the rich, reliable owner....
It was orient themed, all silks and oranges, reds, and black.
It was simply a rectangular room, sofas and chairs by little tables near the entrance, then at the very back either side of the lift, there were those magnificent dancers whom twine themselves in long pieces of silk, spinning impossibly. Women walked around with hot sake and there was a small bar mid-way to the right. Mind you, you had to pick a side as in the middle of the room going almost entirely from the front to back was an aquarium filled with tropical fish and one eel.
The eldest Holmes could see how they had crushed in Thai, Japanese, and Chinese designs and themes all in one malformed Asain club.
Not that many, if any, of the customers would notice, or care.
The lift took you to the upper levels for rooms, or downstairs for those searching for the more.......*cough* assertive escorts.
Also, many of the women here specialised in styles from the East.
(Notes: This is pre-Koren, and....*cough* well...........all I can say is enter Miss Adler stage left.