He snorts a chuckle. "It's all just so blatantly out there, isn't it? In my time these things were relegated to back rooms and basements. But yes, let's have a look-- although I think I've seen a lot of this stuff adorning the patrons of Herr Northman's Fangtasia."

He opens the door and his eardrums are assailed by thumping house music.

"Oh, yes. That sounds familiar."